"Four More Ears!"

OK, so it's corny. Ouch, another pun. Well, so it's goofy, but hey, it really happened. We were having corn on the cob for dinner tonight - delicious - the kernels were pearlescent when we shucked them - so fresh - sweet, juicy - just the best corn we'd ever had, we all agreed. So we're eating the corn, and I said, "Hey, I've got four more ears to cook", which made 7-year-old son start to chant, "Four more years!" And we all laughed.

In a day with such horrible memories, such sadness, so nice to have these normal moments. Life is good, in spite of all the sorrow in this "vale of tears".