Cari is talking about peace over at her place today. I figured i'd sit here for a moment and try to find some kind of peace in my day. It was a bit challenging, but I was determined to find something.
It's reading time and seventeen 5 year olds are sitting in 4 rows on the tiny little space you call, the carpet. You grab a dry erase marker, turn around to find a "helper", and see...
air bubbles in every cheek
heads looking straight forward
hands clasped between their criss-cross apple-sauce legs
straight, stiff backs
and complete silence.