250/366 "She thinks that happiness is the mat that sits on her doorway..." ~ Matchbox Twenty

Looking up into the trees has a way of grounding me... connecting me to what is important. I can remember lying in the grass staring up at the clouds and the trees and daydreaming. I still do the same thing but now it is with more reflection than daydreaming.

 

Best kid story of the day:

 

Me talking to a young student in my office: "So, I'm trying to understand why you kept making puppy dog noises and singing songs when the teacher was teaching."

 

Puppy girl: "Well, I have a medical condition that makes me sing whenever I get real happy. But I have no excuse for pretending to be a puppy."

 

 

Is it wrong for me to want her medical condition?

Done