September 12

It's just a quiet evening at the Wight house, and I'm sitting here thinking back on the day.

There were morning school drop-offs and Bible study about the work of (God through) Nehemiah, and then some time home alone since Adam actually went to his office today. And then there were pick-ups and baseball practice for Brady and a long stroll around the park for me. 

And now there's TV and crochet. And a wee bit of ice cream.

They're all simple things, and they're all good, so I am grateful.