Ten.Two Thousand, Seven Hundred & Sixty
A runny nose?!
I bet someone in the stadium breathed on me.
Those two bird body prints in the window.
Bone broth for sipping.
I open up my palms, tell him he’s holding these gifts, and that he just needs to take them.
Back to bed for a nap, trying to sleep this cold away.
Wishing for a second Saturday. Reminding myself that I have some time away coming soon; save the PTO for another day.
Will they realize we didn’t get the groceries today?
Are we shocked? Yes. And no.
Halloween Baking Championship.
