Sometimes, after all the kiddos are down for their nap, I die on my bed until they wake up and I've slept so deeply, I've drooled...puddles.
Sometimes, I get really depressed about what I ate for lunch.
Sometimes, I keep missing phone calls from the chica I like talking to most.
Sometimes, I look out my window at the 3 ft of snow that's drifted into our driveway and wonder when I'll remember why we live here.
Sometimes, Isaac comes up into my room after his nap and gives me a smile that melts all those other "sometimes" away...
Yep, I won't detail about what my drool puddles are like, but it's kind of depressing that I've eaten chocolate chips (to deel with some stressful situation) and so my bedspread is stained brown! Ugh.
ReplyDeleteI love Hot Pockets so much. But only occasionally.
ReplyDeletelol, i hear ya on the drool thing ;-)
ReplyDeleteYou are so sweet!
ReplyDeletei had a hot pocket for lunch too.
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ReplyDeleteI tell ya...if they could just package those types of smiles so you can pull them out right when you need them...
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