February 4, 2014
Happy to say good-bye to the worst month of the year for Alice and me, and probably for a lot of people. Over at last. We survived with way more than a little help from our friends.
In fact, a gift for every January day from my fairy god-daughter, Anna, many of them books, including this gem:
Alice loved just looking at the boxes. Little scenes. Pretty colors.
She opened one.
Handcrafted chocolates! Who ever heard of such a thing? Not girls from prairie towns in North Dakota, that’s for sure. Just look at these!
It took Alice a long time to pick the one she wanted, but finally -
“They taste as pretty as they look,” she said.
And later she asked, “Now who sent these? And why again? A boyfriend of Meg’s?”
“Meg doesn’t have a boyfriend,” I reminded her. “Meg has me, remember?”
“Well, yes,” she said, “but…that was an awfully nice thing of somebody to do who isn’t a boyfriend.”
It really was.
How incredibly lucky we are, Alice and I. Thank you, Joe Goodwin. And thank you, Anna March. And thank you, sweet readers, who care about Alice and me and leave comments that make me laugh and think and feel glad to be connected to each of you. I wish we could have a great big cupcake party right now. Two sea lions have been cruising past the houseboats on a regular basis these days, competing with the cormorants for fish. It’s cold out on the deck, but we could go out and watch them anyway. We’ve got love to keep us warm.