Breakfast was a team effort, with each kid taking his or her assignment very seriously. Heidi set the table and then fed Brian, while Steph worked the toaster, lathering each burned slice of bread with globs of butter. Ross worked slowly at the counter, mixing plastic tumblers of flavored milk. Mama scrambled a frying pan of fluffy eggs and watched as one mess after the other was being made. It would have been easier for her to do it all herself - but what would that teach? she thought.-- pg 79
QUICK NOTE...Update: 10/10/19
Good news: We're back home! Bad news: It's like Apocalypse Heck Part III.
The one year Hurricane Michael anniversary is already here. Where did the time go...and yet it feels like forever. You don't realize how much you take for granted until it's all gone. I'm grateful my family/fur babies survived, and I know they are just "things", but sadly, in this life, those "things" help us get through every day. So yes, "happy" yet not. Every day is still a struggle...not just for my family, but so many others.
Thanks for stopping by and sharing my bookish adventures. It helps remind me I'm not alone in this crazy journey called life.