I'm trying to master Picasa and its late (for me) and I can't figure it out. And now the huge old great dane that lives next door is barking again, which always puts me on edge because what if she wakes up the baby. She's still barking. Its a huge monster bark, terrifying. Stupid dog.
I wanted to blog about some socks, but that can certainly wait. Its been a day. Another day of trying, and stumbling, at wrangling a couple of respectable naps out of my very mercurial child. Please tell me that someday I won't spend 92% of my waking moments worrying, contemplating, studying, willing(not well), wishing, praying, praying again, sighing, praying some more, anticipating fretfully the naps that my silly kiddo undertakes very erratically. That someday I'll have a broader feeling about my own daily life. I mean, he's only 6 months old, we're still working on the basics here. And he was so colicky at first; and that can
oh gosh. He's awake. More later.
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