On Thanksgiving Day while Andrew was in class, we sat under breezy palms and thought about our myriad gratefulls. The sun is abundant on our watery island, but we can't help thinking about the snowy cozy homes that hold all our most precious people. Vicariously we have thick socked feet and marzipan cinnamon rolls full in our bellies.
Some kicks and wiggles, watery squirms. Calvin's a water boy just like his mom and dad.
