Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Dear Spring, We are Ready.

Today, Max played dress up.


If you guessed that he was Moses, you would be correct.


Today, my brain is so far gone that I wrote I was having a family emergency in an email when I meant something completely different, started cleaning the living room around ten and ended up missing all my classes to scrub floors while I nursed a cold, and when Max started screaming as I vacuumed, I thought he was scared and didn't realize he'd run out of (baby) cheetos. I mean seriously, who makes those kind of mistakes?

I think I need some fresh (spring) air.
And Max? He really needs a three-hour-long walk and a park with grass to pull.