Brain, why do you fail me sometimes?

Yesterday I left Aidan's light on during his nap. He woke up early.

Last Friday, I tried to buy some chicken at Hen House, but the words escaped me.

I am often not sure if it was a cone fall or a phone call, or if I knit my hee or hit my knee.

Thank the Lord for grace.

The babies are coughing while they nap. One is squealing.

Once again, thank the Lord for grace.