had to be inside the door and spoil the reflection in this spontaneous picture. I am always fussing at the kids to put the packs in the appropriate after-school location. Most of my days are comprised of putting objects in their appropriate place.


So hoping that this weekend will be one in which I can have the satisfaction of getting done the things I envision to be in their appropriate places.

Crap, that reads so artificial. May I get a nap, may the vacuum pick up all crud, the flowers stand tall with bright colors and the light be just right.

May I not care or notice where any backpacks are (nor may they spoil my pictures) for s e v e n t y - t w o hours.