December 21st 2007 2:26 pm
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Mom says that today is the shortest day of the year. To me, it felt like the longest. Mom is still sick with her cold and coughing a lot. She didn't do much today, but I got to cuddle with her in bed for a couple whole hours this afternoon before the alarm went off, signalling that she had to get to the bus stop to meet 4th child at the end of the day, the last day of school for this year. For some reason, all the kids came home with really interesting things to eat. I did not get any. All of these things, combined with the dreary skies and melting snow, made this feel like a very, very long day. The sun never came out, which made Mom a little sad because she says this is sorta her favorite day of the year, being the shortest and all. She says it's the day with the most hope in front of it, like climbing out of a cold, dark pit. Sometimes I just don't get my Mom.