On September 11, 2001, one of students came to in early to talk about the birthday party his mom had planned for after school. The party never happened. So this past Tuesday I prayed, as I do every September 11, that someone threw him a party. Happy birthday, Michael!
No one ever told me how hard Baby Watch is for the grandparents-in-waiting. My blood pressure still hasn’t recovered from our son’s call at not-his-usual-call-time last Friday.
BLTs are my favorite summer sandwich. I like ‘em with whole wheat bread, lightly buttered, crispy bacon, romaine lettuce, and thinly sliced, fresh tomato. How about you?
