Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Wednesday, May 02, 2012
Sick as a....
Still dealing with a massive cold here. Sigh. I've realized there are two kinds of sick people- the kind who wanted to be petted and fussed over (dogs) and the kind who just want to crawl away and be miserable alone (cats). Doesn't matter what kind you are, if you are a parent you never really get either luxury.
I'm just hoping it doesn't sweep through the rest of the fam.