Sunday, March 29

The Dead of Night

Chocolate chips. Two a.m. Can't sleep.

But seriously, life is good.

My daughter is happy and warm in her bed. There is a crisp breeze blowing through my window. Smells like rain. Or so I tell myself. Doesn't matter in the dead of night anyhow.....


Lisa said...

Where are you finding these pics!

mama connie said...

Sorry to hear you can't sleep. Stay positive and it will come back to you