I am tired. My children get up way too early. My eighteen month old has a nasty virus and has been crying for a week. All my favorite television shows are over for the summer. It's getting hot outside. (Did I mention I hate the heat?) I haven't been taking any pictures. I started a poem but I only managed a few lines.
Maybe tomorrow I will find my inspiration. After all, what's more inspiring than taking a four year old to the dentist and a trip to Target?

2 comments:
Still love you. Glad to hear from you--even if it's uninspired!
:( Maybe a trip to the movies will inspire you and me both! :)
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