Fortunately Keith has forgiven me. I am a lucky, lucky woman. And yes, Jeff warned me not to do what I did that made me a terrible mother.
Katie was snoozing on the downstairs couch early this morning. I moved into the guest bedroom with the computer so I wouldn’t disturb her and Katie came in and snuggled. I don’t care how old I get, the day I don’t want to crawl into bed with my kids and snuggle at least once in a while is a day I really start dying in earnest.
Jeff has offered to take me to brekkie (with Katie) and I am in favour of this notion.
I should buy beer and get a haircut today, I mean besides going to church.
