Yesterday is tough to write about. I took the children to temple in the morning for a friends mothers funeral. I spent all the rest of the day thinking about the speakers words at the funeral, especially the rabbi’s words. All day I thought about mothers and children, and nurturing and closeness. To see the beginning of the service, and to walk back to the car I wore Lion on my back in our borrowed Lana Tattoo, and Judah in our Aare sbp.
We stopped at the grocery store then went to Gillians house to play with wraps, cheer up, and have lunch.
Then I folded and played with my wraps and fabric, and took a few pictures, since things are changing a lot right now.
Last night Judah did not sleep well. . . . understatement of the week.