Daddy and I would stand behind your crib, taking turns to watch you fall asleep, your eyelashes fluttering until shut in a goodnight kiss. We stayed nearby in case you needed us to pet your thick, dark hair or hold your hand.
I kept sleeping with The Sandman. I had a season-long affair with him and stayed in bed cheating myself out of writing and exercise, my two favorite activities.
It’s March fourth, yet Jack Frost is still blowing his frosty breath all over us in Northwestern Pennsylvania. Here we get pummelled with Lake-Effect snow and whipped by the Snowbelt for about five months, starting as early as Halloween. So far, this year, due to snow and frigid temperatures, we’ve had three school cancellations and many delays. It would be no surprise to have to use another snow day this spring.