Wednesday, April 22, 2009

What a Poppet

Baby animals sleeping could solve almost any problem, maybe.

The two exceptions at the moment being:

1. The empty tin can that is my stomach paired with invisible dinner


2. A mild yet recurring guilt trip that I will blame on school work

Sounds like the only real, yet unattainable cure is cheese and a marathon LOTR viewing.

Or the Zach Morris time-out power.

Think of the possibilities!

1 comment:

quincy query said...

i really love that little girl's description of where babes come from. she's awesome.

<3 lauren