Friday, November 19, 2010

the best laid plans

And I had plans of typing and writing all of the things I had stored up in my head and my heart this week. Because The Hubs works many Friday nights, and all day I anticipated Bubby going to bed and the magical sound of fingers hitting the keys commencing around nine o'clock.
But my sweet boy cries each time I put him in his crib, so tonight I set aside my plans, type this with three fingers, and remember I have years ahead of me to write, but Bubby will only want to snuggle for a season.

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