I am kicking (literally) the air around the house this morning, trying to avoid doing anything (not literally), but it's such a yucky day outside that, even though I've been up and out of bed since around 4:40 this morning, I have the chorus of this song running through my head.
By the way, most of the lyrics don't apply. But I like the song anyway.
Now that I think about it, today might be a good day to pile up in the bed with the children and read the entire text of The Hobbit aloud. Not that my children would stand for it. Or that my vocal cords could live up to it.
I myself have never read more than a few pages of The Hobbit.
Parker tells me that even though it is Spring Break, and everyone else in town is out of school, that he cannot go the the library because he has to go to school today. At the church. And when I asked him who his teacher would be, he said, "No teacher." He is the one who is going to teach.
See what my cutting back on Facebook will give you? A Morning Song and an adorable Parker anecdote.
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