I'm officially back in the swing of things. I did laundry, mowed lawn, and prepared for my fast track class that starts tomorrow.
Mom never worked on Sunday. She saw this day of the week as a day for church and rest. Sunday's were the day when we'd usually get in the car and go "visiting." We never knew where we'd end up, but Dad usually had a plan and a route. These were the days before Internet and iPods and Blackberries so riding in the car meant looking out the window and guessing where we were going. Whoever we were visiting didn't worry about entertaining us kids w/ toys or games. We made our own games or we listened to the grownups. This was important training to teach us how to interact w/ others, and I worry that my daughters are missing out on this lesson. They don't even have to drive in a car to go visiting.
I'm really starting to sound like my mother! I don't mind.
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