At the end we preferred to travel all night,
Sleeping in snatches,
With the voices in our ears, saying
That this was all folly.
– T. S. Eliot, Journey of the Magi
…but also about parenting, probably.
We arrived at Epiphany today with the second child ailing of the stomach bug that kept the first up all night Thursday and home from school on Friday.
We strove on, nevertheless, and took down the decorations, somehow fit everything back in the appropriate containers and closet, and continued polishing off leftovers.
I’m working on a luxurious pork broth for a ramen dinner tomorrow:
(This is pretty much a before picture, taken four+ hours ago when I started simmering the bones.)
The dog loves pork, and the dog loves broth, so she is pleased with this turn of events.