some thoughts on motherhood, marriage, learning to love my own face in the mirror, wondering about the lady in the tangerine coat in the bean aisle at the market, writing - the usual suspects.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
A Moose Bed
"So what's this?" I asked Elizabeth. "A moose bed, Bean," she said, tilting her head at me with a how could you not know thatlook.
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