I’m experiencing a case of word lackage.
& lately I’ve been feeling a bit more like this –
(and sometimes even a bit like this… (ehem I wasn’t the most darling flower girl…))
than I have like this –
So I’ve been doing a lot more of this –
(Think cereal like 10x a day. Think Peanut Butter Puffins like 2x that 10x.)
And this –
(Think baking. And vast amounts of muffin consumption)
Like Lemon Poppyseed –
And sometimes scary amounts of this –
(NOT me. My nut butter escapades are completely under wraps and definitely photo devoid)
than I have of this –
(Vegetables? I know not this foreign language you speak)
Though I did do quite a bit of this today –
(The squash love never dies. Though my mother didn’t quite love the lengthy roasting process that turned our kitchen and whole downstairs floor into an oven itself on this standardly balmy summer’s day)
And since mom and I hit up a local farm for some fresh corn and other great produce goods, there was also some of this going on –
hoping, no… expecting to bring back the words again soon, preferably in the form of song and joy.
Luckily there are tiny smiles scattered all around to help make that happen.
Like ridiculously pink Barbie nails to accompany all eating experiences.
Like cherry season.
and way too tolerant people.
Cranky flower girl was supposed to be in bed a long time ago. Apparently she woke up so I think she needs to lie back down until she’s ready to get up on the right side of the bed again.
Until then… night night grumpy pants.