One day last week, as we were walking in the door after school, Grace said: "I can't wait to go settle down and knit." A few minutes later, I found her sitting quietly in a corner of the living room, with her ball of yarn and crochet hook (and an animal friend). A little while later, she asked if we could measure her rope. It was 10 feet long. By the time Adam got home from work, she had used up all the yarn. Her rope was 21 feet long. I love that child.
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Navigating the hilly terrain of motherhood


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