Puck's Days

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Puck rolled around his cushion that morning, from one side to the other, off onto the floor, and around in circles. Collette set out a cooking pot full of his stuffed “baby bugs”. And Puck, who was usually captivated with his bugs, decided instead to yell loudly and chew on the handle of the pot.

“Bah bah bah bah BAH!” He yelled.

Apparently someone loved hearing his own voice.

Skies were blue, leaves were still falling.

OLeif came back for lunch, talking about his discussions with Shirk at work regarding the charismatic Word-Faith movement.

Come afternoon, the skies were gray again.