About a week ago, I realized Dustin comes home for the last time in 60 days. I leaped from the sofa and announced, “We need to make a paper chain!”
No one else jumped.
“That seems like a lot of work,” Ford said as I hauled out the craft supplies.
When I started cutting strips of paper, Owen said, “I think you’re making the time seem longer. That’s going to be a really long paper chain.”
Not even my youngest got up from his spot on the living room floor.
My how times have changed.Read More