Summer, Day 73

Quarter till seven that evening. The boys were back from LA. Oxbear was wrapping up another day at work. Puck was waist-deep in his brand new Lego set in the basement. I was folding three loads of laundry. And Yali had some news for me.

“MOM! I have a I-DE-A! I go to bed! I brush teeth! I GO TO BED!”