Stomping the Grounds
But in reading great literature I become a thousand men and yet remain myself. Like the night sky in the Greek poem, I see with a myriad eyes, but it is still I who see.
-C.S. Lewis
But in reading great literature I become a thousand men and yet remain myself. Like the night sky in the Greek poem, I see with a myriad eyes, but it is still I who see.
-C.S. Lewis
“My life is Groundhog Day. Every day is exactly the same.” Her baby crawled around her feet as her toddler played close by. I remember those days when all my children were young, and it felt like all I could report about each day was feeding my children and changing their diapers. Nap time and…
Toddlers may be the funniest people you’ll ever meet. They know exactly what they want and have no idea what they want. They take everything seriously, and they take nothing seriously. They can go from laughing uncontrollably to crying uncontrollably and back to laughing in an instant. Everything in this world is still new to…
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