God is the madwoman in the attic.
I'm camped out on the threshold with my journal, camera, and plenty of snacks.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

the night after Christmas


We're pretty tuckered out here after all the snacking and napping and catnip. Tomorrow it's back to regular life for all of us. That's one of the most challenging things, for me, about being an adult - a holiday is so brief. We tend to keep them very low key in our house and savor the time to rest. I wonder how quickly and in what ways that will change once baby N enters the festivities.

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