Natural Sceptre

Today sitting in church all I could think about were Sunday afternoons when I was a little girl. Specifically- I remember going home after church and eating a tuna squish sandwich (no crust) in the dining room. I remember my Mom’s goose curtains and the goose cookie jar- and more than anything, I remember it being sunny and warm and having absolutely no worries. Monday morning didn’t mean school, it DEFINITELY didn’t mean work, or anything but more playing and more tuna squish.

Does being pregnant make you have super vivid memories of childhood? Because really…a LOT lately!