Somehow I interpreted "a picture from your day." as a picture of the morning...
Project: Use it up. The tail end of a bottle of lotion.... and after I snapped the photo, I tossed the bottle.
This is where my day really starts. I let out the cats and the dog, start the coffee, get my mug out of the dish rack.
This is how my kids' morning is supposed to go....
Whoa. This is what I found when I went upstairs.... she's shouting YEE-HAW and riding her stuffed horse.
Here is the true measure of my morning.... I'm running a checklist in my head as I gaze at this.... Diaper bag? Check. Purse? Check. Work files? Check. Lunch? Check. Car keys, sunglasses, cell phone? Check. Coffee? Check. Check.
Kids? Check.
Paci? Check.
Drop off the Sweet One.
Then the girls and then to work. Finally. I feel like I've already had a full day before I get to work and I don't even exercise in the morning. Is this how it seems to everyone?
1 comment:
Yes, that's how it seems to everyone . . .
And your pictures pre-and-post paci and PERFECT.
I love them!
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