I was all set to write an uplifting post about the beauty of spring, the moving towards peacefulness. Then I got a phone call from my girl scout co-leader. The three year old brother of one of our girls drown in their pool this weekend. My heart breaks for this family. It was simply an accident. How often around here have we narrowly avoided tragedy? Almost daily.
I was going to pontificate and philosophize more, but I'll leave it at this. Hug your children. I going to go sit in my favorite chair and listen to Lily tease her Daddy instead of going to sleep.