Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Don't Make Me Get out the Fingerpaints

Finally, finally, finally Fiona naps. Sophia naps. Fiona only naps with promises of going to the pool (I hate doing that, but if she does not nap, it gets ugly fast). So I am sitting here, getting work done (instead of eating bon bons and watching the Daily Show on our new DSL connection, of course) and in the distance I hear thunder.

You would think I'd get a break from the Great Mother of all things.

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