". . . little shall I grace my cause

In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience,

I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver . . ."

(William Shakespeare's Othello, I.iii.88-90)

Monday, March 9, 2009

To the Manner Born*

For the last few days we have been blessed with meals cooked and delivered to our home by church members wishing to help out in the wake of my father-in-law's death. The food has been delicious, and the freedom from having to plan and cook meals for a few days upon our return a great relief.

Today upon waking up my five-year old, Evan (a. k. a. "Little Prince"), looked at me and expectantly asked, "Who's bringing us supper today, Mommy?"

I must admit that I, too, could get used to this!

*New Dictionary of Cultural Literacy

1 comment:

Dana said...

Ah yes. With a new baby, we're enjoying those as well. :)