God is the madwoman in the attic. I'm camped out on the threshold with my journal, camera, and plenty of snacks.
Wednesday, September 01, 2010
this is what progress looks like
Back in May, kiddo wouldn't step off of the blanket in his bare feet. The grass was too much for him to feel with his little piggies. Today, he eagerly helps me remove his shoes and socks so he can run and explore our favorite spot by the lake. In our bare feet.