I don’t care that it’s April Fools’. I even took my life and my sanity (what there is of it) in hand and went to the home of the worst (best?) trickster I know. Thomas was working in his garden today, and he wanted Hope’s help. Since mud is any seven-year-old’s best friend, I could hardly say no!
It went well. She had a great time, he got a lot done, I played gofer since I wasn’t covered in mud, and read Phoenix’s manuscript in the backyard swing. A thoroughly wonderful day, only darkened by the fact the manuscript is unfinished!! Which is a crime, because it’s so very, very good.
You can bet I will be nagging.