Glitter

You have glitter on your head. There's glitter on the rug that I'll never get up no matter how many times I vacuum. I washed your glittery bedskirt with your sheets and blankets. Now they're covered too. Your big sissy leaves glitter wherever she goes on "Princess Mondays" and I suspect someday you will too. Our kitchen floor, the toilet seat, the dining room table, your crib bumpers. Glitterized! I guess that's what's so great about having girls. They leave sparkles wherever they go.

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Not a Writer

Reesie-baby, I'm a reader not a writer. Supposedly if you read a lot, you should, by default, be a good writer, but I don't consider that to be the case in my situation. I really should be a good writer because I was an English major, English teacher and librarian. Whoa! That was a LOT of reading. But creatively speaking, I'm not a writer. Ask me to write research, and I'm ok. My seminar paper for my master's degree was loong, but it was technical and had lots of literature reviews. Nothing really creative there.... So, I'm going to try to make this blog interesting for you, baby. I think you'll enjoy the pictures and the little bits and pieces I leave for you along the way.

So What?

Our house is a wreck
There's no food in the fridge
Or freezer
My car is covered in grime
So what?
We went outside to play
We scooped up the last of the melting snow
to water the roses
and I think one bush is dying
We all took naps at the same time
ahhhhh