I am shredded. I realize it is only day 2 - but the vbs craft room is a killa. 200 kids + glue + paint + markers + sand + scissors + foam + more glue = me done. I realize I'm a wimp. One of the other workers in the room is my pregnant friend. She is still looking fresh & upbeat. I am looking wilted & wiped.
Apparently only Caleb and I are feeling the pain - we napped together today. The Owen is all amped up from his rockstar status among the preschool set. Karl William can't stop talking about every detail. All of this is GOOD! Just tiring. Really tiring. Can't function properly tiring.
So imagine my delight when Miji & the girls (her twins) stopped by to give me this:
All of them in one book. The mother load. Her $2 find at B&N. A dream come true. Unfortunately, I'm too tired to lift it. When I regain my strength I'm going to carry it upstairs and put it next to my bed so I can read Miss Jane whenever I want.
That is my little bit of happy on a day that kicked my butt. The other happy thought is that tomorrow is a Janice day. :)
The End.
