Slow Going

I’m struggling to get going today a bit. I stayed up too late editing some chapters for a book and I’m paying for it now. My eyes were aching when I heard Delaney padding into my room, asking for eggs.

And there was no Kendall in my bed. She’d slept the whole night in her bed! That’s less often that we’d like, and less than she crawls into our bed. She’d even given me “Whitey”, one of her stuffed dogs, to put into my bed.

After a big cup of coffee, kids in school, I managed to feed horses and make it to my desk.