Entertainment Doesn't Come Cheap Around Here...
On a bleak and drippy Monday morning, the children yearn to be outside. In truth, Mary yearns for the children to be outside, too. All that boundless energy severely bound by the four walls of this small home.
But what is it that so rivets them all? In the grey, drizzly, chill April Monday, what captures their attention?
Alas, it is our poor car, which, it turns out, dislikes the wet as much as I. More, in fact, for whereas I will force myself out of my warm bed despite the dreariness of the day, the car will not.
Ah well. Fifteen minutes of silence, as they stood welded to my front window is worth quite a bit. Though not, perhaps quite so much as all that.