Daily Archive: April 11, 2004

I got to hear the sound of rejoicing today. It’s a pity that we adults no longer remember those moments of epiphany when we suddenly GOT something for the very first time. When we figured out how to tie a shoe, or ride a bike with no training wheels, or how to say exactly the right thing so that Mommy would let us stay up for 10 more minutes. Martin has the most amazing belly laugh. When something strikes him as funny, he laughs his head off. He doesn’t hold back. It’s infectious and so inviting that I’m willing to...

I feel sure that my kids are on to me. We got home so late from the party last night that I forgot about hiding the eggs so they didn’t get hid until the kids were eating breakfast at 9 a.m. After they finished, and found them (in pathetically easy places), Martin made a remark that he had seen his Easter bag the day before in the kitchen. “Really? How strange,” I said and left it at that. They’re buzzing like candy bees now. I’m relatively ticked off at Anders about the party last night and my role as designated...