A lukewarm cup of coffee.
The last of the Neiman Marcus lemon squares (Mine, all mine!)
A baby dropped in front of me with urgent orders to put her clothes on. She's cold, I was told in no uncertain terms.
Words to live by, carefully written down with the hope that they'll stick to my brain and give me strength when I most need it, which happens to be nearly every morning.
Monday, March 01, 2010
Morning inventory
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2 comments:
ah, lukewarm coffee. i really can't stand the stuff but it seems to be the norm for me. and i don't think i can necessarily blame the kiddos for that. i've started to notice that even when away from the kids, it still ends up lukewarm. maybe i should always use a travel mug??
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