Waked by his laughter
The smell of diaper contents
My morning begins
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Can’t eat the French toast
She’s too full from the cider
But brings her clean plate
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Basket’s always full
Machines spin and rock all day
Laundry is my life
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There’s no school today
Parent-teacher conference
So why are we here?
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We put money in
Most days it’s the opposite
I still hate the bank
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A short appointment
dentists aren’t scary really
next time they’ll do work
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Brief reprieve is here:
we cannot get her x-ray.
No dentist today
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Some days it’s easy:
pasta, rice, or potatoes?
Nightly cooking plight
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What’s joint custody?
Shuttle back and forth each time;
hardest on the kids
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How’s your word count now?
Pressure’s on, the month soon ends.
NaNoWriMo sucks
November 21st, 2006 at 11:11 pm
NaNoWriMo is not a challenge I was up for at all, so I just ignored that tiny little signal that told me to go for it.
I guess that I should be thankful my husband is MIA, so that I don’t have to deal with the whole joint custody thing. So sorry the kids are going through that–been there, done it, it does suck.