"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Seth spent the afternoon working away at his new church job as finance clerk (poor guy) so I had the kids by my lonesome as usual. I got Charlotte to nap and then I snoozed on the couch like a lazy mom while Isaiah played with batman and the joker and the batcave. Then he woke me up, distraught that they didn't have any beds in the batcave, so we made all of the characters their own bedrolls out of washcloths.

1 comment:

Jess said...

You are a wonderful mommy :)