I was freaking out a little last week. By a little, of course, I mean a lot. I could list any number of possible reasons— birthday parties, Father’s Day, the 104 unread emails in my inbox—but there was an even more pressing issue on my mind: Neighbour Day.
Things he currently loves: playing Paw Patrol, bananas (“banas”), trains, snuggling, reading, driving his sister to school, stirring the eggs, and Katy Perry.
This is pretty much what Luke and I look like most evenings.
My muse has been taking a breather. It seems to know I don’t have time for nagging creative thoughts. I have work to do.