Except it is Tuesday, and I’m not sick, it’s my kiddo. Which means that all my plans, including going to my class, are scrapped for the second day in a row. I’m only grumping a bit, because when I get sick (worshipping the porcelain and sleeping all day from a fever) I want my Mommy. I hope that when he grows up and gets sick he’ll want his Mommy too.
Creative Chaos 