I’m holed up at a hotel in pretty Palo Alto, California after a day of work. Real work. Like..for REAL. I think I need to stop saying “I’m a stay-at-home mom” when people ask me what I do.
This “work” has kept me from blogging, please forgive me. Count Waffles the Terrible is doing much better, and we’re keeping his allergies/asthma in check. He’s back home, snuggling with his Daddy and Gramps while his sister WAILS for mommy to come home. Ouch. She’s not liking this whole mommy “working” thing. But she also does not like fruit. Or going to bed. So we’ll see.
More soon.
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