“i love youm amma vereemash.” -Anja’s first ever IM to me
(P.S., that is translated to “I love you Mamma, very much.”)
AND, I got to have an entire conversation with Isak which is the coolest thing ever. I can’t get over that! He’s so big!
A year or so ago, I hypothesized that glitter would, perhaps, bring peace to the middle east. Flying in last night, another possible solution to the tension in the middle east occurred to me: too much sand, not enough grass.
Instead of brown ground, brown air, brown paint on the walls, if instead there was tons of lush, green grass, they’d be too busy mowing their lawns to have time to be terrorists.
