but more like a painting every so often because with kids it's difficult....
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
burst of orange
Wow. No babies crying. No dogs barking. No phone calls from Mother. No strange dudes in my house talking about insurance, bugs, mice, or drywall. The sun is shining, the wind is blowing, and I have 45 minutes left before I wake the babes. How on earth did that happen?