I’m really a little too sleepy to write, but isn’t that the best time? I’ve decided that I want to write every day so I’m going to at least put something in here to start it all going again.
Our Saturday.
My brothers Mitch and Philip came down from Seattle for a little visit. They stopped in at our house for awhile then took Koen, Carly and I out to my mom and dad’s while Darren had Deeder out shopping for Sunday’s dinner.
Deeder joined us shortly at my mom and dads.
We spent a few hours over there; Deeder got to playing computer games with Seth (hopefully Seth didn’t mind the company), Carly napped after tiring of chasing cats, Koen got to be held by whoever passed through the house. In the midst of this I worked on my dreads.
(I adore seeing my dad hold my babies)
My nice momma made coffee for me while I was busy messing with my head. Thanks for the coffee, Mom. I’m still awake, even though it was only halfcaff. That’s a good thing, since I had a house to clean up and diapers to wash.
The diapers still need to be folded, but that can wait for tomorrow.
Time to sleep.
Blogging is a lot like working out, or organizing; if I procrastinate after supposedly comitting to consistency, yeah…not good.
Blur due to neglected camera lense.