Here’s a quick set of photos because I know that Grandma Northcutt is dying in Atlanta with nothing new in over a week.
I’ve got a few tales to share of parenthood queued up that I need to put the finishing touches on. The first is “Do As I Say, Not As I Do” and it’s nearly done… but I’m so exhausted that I just can’t contemplate creative writing.
(Well, not so much creative but you know what I mean.)
And now… my sweet, sweet bed calls offering one glorious hour of sleep before it’s time for Henry’s next meal.