Aviana crashes hard. After sleeping for two hours, I was worried she wouldn’t go to bed at night, and got her up. To no avail, because she ended up sleeping for another hour and a half like this. And yes, the baby is sound asleep as well. Luckily, I didn’t have to go to the restroom and had plenty of reading material nearby. I cropped the picture though, so you couldn’t see the piles on the end table or computer desk.
Speaking of which, I read It’s All Too Much and got all motivated to purge, purge, purge my stuff, but ended up holding someone all evening so never got around to it. Listened to the soft steady comforting breathing of beings completely reliant and trusting. Read my Biblezine. Prayed and nuzzled the soft fat rolls that are Brielle’s neck. Started a mystery novel, but don’t think I’ll end up reading it. Read the Current and L.L.Bean catalogs. Dog eared several pages. Traced my daughters’ cheeks with my fingertip. Read the latest Family Fun magazine. Daydreamed about several of the ideas and trips noted within.
Kevin finally got home after slogging about in freezingish rain all day to snap this pic. I admire his fortitude and dogged work ethic. He just keeps at it, day after day after day.