Why do I feel the need to apologize for my absence or have a really, really good excuse for my lack of blogging?
Cuz maybe mothering a toddler, baking a baby, working three of the last five days, and re-organizing an entire craft room, making twenty-four bows, and three Valentine's ornaments just might not quite cut it.
And even if I spent the entire time eating Bon-bons (which I've never actually eaten) and watching three seasons of Dr. Quinn (which I do own) what's it to ya?
Why do chicks find every possible thing to feel guilty over?
Why do things that are supposed to be fun and relaxing make it onto the to-do list? I cannot believe I'm adding "eat a Bon-bon" to my to-do list next week.
Why do two year old's (and their mother's) ask why all the live long day?
Huh, huh, HUH?!?!?!?!?!?!
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1 comment:
I have always asked myself the same thing and still haven't gotten a good enough answer for it.
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