The Christmas tree is still up (though on its way down), Middle Son has been sick with a 104 temp and I’m laboring over a novel edit. Sadly, it’s too nice to be anywhere inside taking care of sick kids, errant holiday decorations and recalcitrant MC’s.
Alas, however, such is the life of a Stay at Home Mom/Full-time Writer.
- cuddles up with Middle and his chicken noodle soup
- ponders plot holes while watching Christmas tree bulbs glimmer in the sunlight
- listens to Sock Dog snoring in her kennel–not eating socks, not retching them up, just snoozing peacefully
And now I feel better. It’s a beautiful day to be a mom and writer.
Peace and happiness to all my bloggerly readers!