Today is officially my first unofficial day of school since 1998. I’m a wee bit nervous. I’ve got this precious sponge of energy skipping about the house. She has a thousand questions and she can’t ask them fast enough.
She is our granddaughter, her name that of my favorite flower, Rose. She is just as sweet and lovely. She is even smarter than she is beautiful. (OK, so I’m the grandparent. No.) She has come to live with us for a while.
She now has to go to bed early, because we get up early. She doesn’t get up with us, but we need to be in bed so my husband can get up at 4:00 a.m. and I can get his breakfast and lunch.
Last night she asked me what it looked like when we get up. Wow! My first response was exactly like it does when we go to bed. Then I thought, no, the moon and stars aren’t in the same place overhead because the earth has moved.
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