My daughter is peacefully coloring surround with a bi-jillion crayons.
Our new “kitten” is chasing a silver glass ball ornament. (For anyone wondering, our last kitty passed away during her spay several weeks ago. Devastation ensued. And a replacement was sought after).
We present to you Sneakers! A.K.A. Mr. Lovey Dovey
I’m feeling uninspired with my writing lately.
We’re having turkey sandwiches for dinner tonight. Thanks Tim.
Life regular and normal. A good thing.
I’ve been doing a bit of crocheting the past couple of days. Getting my house all cheery and seasonal.
I’m wondering if my toes and nose will freeze when my oldest and I do the neighbors, goat, chicken and duck chores tonight.
I’m thinking another Pumpkin Cake Roll is in order. Like NOW!
An order from CBD just arrived with a Daniel Boone DVD that my middle son saved and saved for. WOW! It’s SO quiet!
My living room floor is buried in little girl creations.
I should really be doing some laundry.
I need to finish school with my boys. They’re not going to like the interruption.
This would be a good day for a Pumpkin Spice Latte.
I’m draggin’ my feet.
I’ve already had 2 cups of coffee…oh, well…what’s a third.
And because I have no other place to put this, but thought it was quite deep…
“Don’t you think Super Man has to buy lots of suits since he is always taking them off and leaving them somewhere”, my son asked.
“Yeah!”, I said with a little bit of wonder and confusion, mentally wondering where he is headed with this.
“You know he never goes back for them. What a waste. I don’t think he’s really much of a super hero!”.
And he walked away leaving me to ponder this deep 11-year-old thought.
Think about it!