This is not winter. I have begun wearing a giant pair of sweats over my normal pants whenever I leave the house for school drop-off/pick-up (buses are no longer running on the rural roads due to mud) and homeschool co-op runs in order to avoid mud-caked/flecked/speckled/soaked pants. This is not winter. I’m tired of mud.
This is not a well baby. He’s got a wicked viral infection and hasn’t slept for more than 20 minutes at a time for 3 days running now. This nap lasted a whopping 5 minutes. Brian is sick, too. I’m very tired.
I’m praying for snow & good health. And frozen solid ground. And a nice hot cup of coffee (I ran out yesterday). ❤