Comhroinn Fuaime

“Ah, there you are, Jacob. Mommy didn’t see you in the window and I was getting worried. What have you been doing?” “It’s so nice to get some fresh air,” “I’m tired of looking at my computer and talking nice to people on calls. I’m going to sit out here for just a minute.” “Mommy needs to go back inside. You keep playing out here. Why don’t you find some butterflies? I’ll be watching from the window.” “What’s going on?” “Why are the chickens out?” “Did you open their door