Day 8 – The Journey – Jan. 7, 2019

Day 8 looked bleak for a while. My son wouldn’t go to sleep, instead preferring to sing me the song of his people, mixed with acrobatics, feats of strength, and questionable hygiene habits. He farts. It would have been REALLY easy to just say “Eh, I’ll do it tomorrow. Or this weekend. Or next week.” Continue reading “Day 8 – The Journey – Jan. 7, 2019”