My phone apparently won't spell check me when I am blogging so you can see just how abysmal my spelling really is.
Just a quiet morning at home. The Boy and I playing outside, drawing in chalk on the patio, riding around in his car, fighing off mosquitos. Its beautiful. There is a pair of Woodpeckers trying to make a home in the telephone pole that stands majesticly in the South East corner of the back yard. I would kick a kitten for a decent chai right about now. I frigg'n love Sunday mornings.
I so would not really kick a kitten. That is all.
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