Write four lines of prose about: day care.
With both of Kat's parents coming down with the flu in the last several days, we've had to steer clear of their house this week. And while I wouldn't call what they've done for us day care - I mean, do you know of any centers that regularly cook dinner for the parents? - it's close enough to turn it into a prompt.
Also as a result of this, we actually made ourselves a good meal this evening. We picked up some salmon from the fish shop in town, pulled some acorn squash out of storage, grabbed some green beans out of the freezer, and cooked up a pot of wild rice to top it all off.
Felt good to put together one of our usual meals again.
The evidence was impossible to miss. Parents could discern what had happened before they had even stepped out of their cars in the parking lot. The little girl, though not yet four months old, truly had a style all her own.
Debra The Destroyer of Diapers had struck again.