Tonight...Tonight, I am thankful to be bald. Yes, an odd thing to be thankful for. However, the reality is if I wasn't bald already, I'd be well on my way to being there. I've been pulling out my non-exsistant hair for well over an hour now trying to get Channing to bed. Seriously.
We've (hopefully) negotiated for the umteenth and final time. The house is finally silent. I do not hear the pitter patter of little feet sneaking down the hall, a little boy on a late night quest for a bandaid or in search of a glass of water or needing to pee or needing lotion for his itchy bug bites or...or...or...The peace of a house with sleeping children has descended. Finally.
It's time for this mama to play catch up, to finally download and sort through hundreds of photos amassed over the past few weeks, to take a quiet walk down memory lane while the gentle evening breeze floats in through the open window and to enjoy a little me time.
Without further ado, the 365 project-Week 18.
There is still much sorting and sifting to do. Hopefully, this will tide you over.