Tubby time.
Waiting for Daddy.
Posing for the millionth time.
BFFs.
My darling.
The great escape.
A class-act tantrum.
(My) Little boy.
Watching Barney.
New blocks.
And a plastic truck full of rice snacks. Moments after I vacuumed.
Now if you'll excuse me,
it's Friday,
my husband's due home momentarily,
and it's right about time
for pizza,
a movie
and pajamas
(which I'm still wearing from this morning).
If ever I needed a weekend, it's today.
Sending love your way.
HRK.
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