Jun. 27, 2009 - Lost in Thought
We had a rare companionable silence in the mini-van. Whatever a family of six is, it is not generally quiet. And whatever silence ensues in the van is usually imposed; as in "I don't want to hear anybody else! Zip it; stop the arguing, just be quiet or {insert threat to take away media or Pokemon cards here}."
But this silence was truly companionable and even without the background uber-cheerfulness of the ubiquitous purple dinosaur and his inane and incessant songs. Why the preschool princess allowed us that small mercy, I have no idea.
After several moments, a small wondering three year old voice piped up from the car seat:
"I sure would like to go to London and see that bridge that is falling down."
Blessings, Holly
