Journal
FOLLOW ALONG WITH OUR BIG, BRAVE, MESSY FAMILY AS WE FIGURE OUT THIS MAGICAL LIFE OF OURS, FILLED WITH LOVE, + HARD STUFF, + MORE CHICKENS THAN YOU CAN SHAKE A STICK AT HERE ON SALT SPRING ISLAND.
WHAT IF WE LET THEM DREAM?
THIS IS HOW I FOUND OUR YOUNGEST TODAY.
Sometimes you just need to sit in a basket in your underwear with a feather from your favourite chicken. This is how I found our youngest today. Sitting cross legged, in the basket that usually holds blankets, staring off into space. When I broke his gaze, I asked him what was wrong, he perked up and said, “Nothing! I’m just imagining,” and then went back to his own world.