Loved the soft, pretty light of this morning.
Thankful for excellent insight into how to
organize something I was trying to manage.
Loved running into my niece on campus
(a student of the honors college)
and having a lengthy chat with her in the sunshine.
Loved the story Michelle told me about Roman.
He met a boy who speaks only Spanish.
He said the boy seemed shy and quiet.
So Roman walked up to him,
and in a very friendly six-year-old gesture,
blurted out his entire Spanish vocabulary:
"Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis,
siete, ocho, nueve, diez."
The boy just stared at him with big eyes, Roman said.
And Roman was pleased about being so very bilingual.