earthchick
365.328 - at the end of the day
It seems to take forever before the boys are finally in bed for the night, and even then there is still more work to be done. But it's a good kind of work - reading books, saying prayers, singing songs (it always has to be these three, in proper order: "Jesus Loves Me," "Jesus Loves the Little Children," and "Winnie-the-Pooh"). This particular night, Charlie chose the book The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein. I generally love Shel Silverstein, but honestly I don't really care for The Giving Tree. It made Charlie sad, too.
[for the record, I really detest the cliched use of the expression "at the end of the day" - I only use it if I am actually talking about something I a doing at the end of the day, or if I am singing songs from Les Miserables.
365.328 - at the end of the day
It seems to take forever before the boys are finally in bed for the night, and even then there is still more work to be done. But it's a good kind of work - reading books, saying prayers, singing songs (it always has to be these three, in proper order: "Jesus Loves Me," "Jesus Loves the Little Children," and "Winnie-the-Pooh"). This particular night, Charlie chose the book The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein. I generally love Shel Silverstein, but honestly I don't really care for The Giving Tree. It made Charlie sad, too.
[for the record, I really detest the cliched use of the expression "at the end of the day" - I only use it if I am actually talking about something I a doing at the end of the day, or if I am singing songs from Les Miserables.