November 2017

Elves and Concrete

Once a little boy was born at the bottom of a long line of other boys and girls. Because he was the very last, all the traits, good and bad, of all the previous children funneled down to him, and filled his little body with all kinds of creativity, ingenuity, naughtiness, and sweetness. This little boy was peering down at the concrete when we were stopped at a red light the other day. He causally… Read More »Elves and Concrete