Aimee

Mom? I can’t sleep because Abby’s asleep but when I say “Abby! Abby!” she doesn’t answer. So I can’t sleep. <– Hunh? 🙂

And now she’s grounded from crayons. Are no surfaces in my house sacred? At least she colored rainbows on the walls. Argh!

“The junks” : Noun/Verb : It’s what you get/happens when you eat a bunch of junk food. Properly coined by Abby. I like it!

Didn’t write in Little White Lies today : instead : snuck back in Mirage editing. 🙂 Got through about five chapters! STILL love the story!

Non-medical diagnosis. Abby IS allergic to tree nuts. No point testing … her stomach took care of it last night. 🙁 Poor girl! Bad Mom!

19,370 words! 🙂

Sitting down to write … Laura Croft Tomb Raider on the tv … shoulder rub in progress … kids mostly happy … here goes nothin’

I lose. Not Mom of the Year. Didn’t check the ingredients … cookie had WALNUTS in it. Freaked us out. Benadryl (sp?) to the rescue!

We are in the midst of “Florida weather:” morning sun, clouds & storms mid-afternoon, then sunny again with the chance of more later.

Hit my goal! 18,032 words. It’s great working on a laptop while my iMac processes images. I’m a serious multi-tasker!