I need to write. I need to plan the lesson I’m teaching Sunday. I need to do dishes. I need to unpack. I’m watching Bones.
I make David tell me when he’s on the way home so I know when to start picking up. Otherwise he’d come home to Hiroshima.
I have oatmeal on my shirt. And something else I can’t quite identify. But if I change now, that’s 2 things that will go in the laundry.
I ate all the iced cookies left over from snack week. All of them. Brynna and David had none.
I hid Brynna’s favorite whistle. (It’s a WHISTLE. Do I need to explain more?)
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