Again
I was getting ready to write something, already late, already giving myself way too little time. Then. "Mamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Ivan is up. Only two hours of napping today. I'm not ready. I'm never ready for him to wake up. My whole self is yelling back "nooooooooooooooo!". But it's useless. Resistance is futile. I Will have to drag myself back to work. I don't want to. I'm tired. Somebody do something.
Mamaaa! Mamaaa...

Mein liebes Kind,du tust mir leid.ich würde dich gerne umarmen,wenn es dazwischen nicht diesen grossen Teich gäbe.Das Leben einer Mama ist halt so:Sternstunden und dunkle Nächte.
Bussi Mama
I'm here with ya. I wish my children would sleep longer in the morning. Now that none of us have to get up before 7...they still are waking up at 6:20. :P
Happy summer day!
Mama, I need you soooo much, you just can't imagine!
And I love you sooooooooooo much!
Just a few more years of your support...
I have so much to blog (sew, clean, sleep, read) and having similar issues...