I'm certain it's a sign that, while doing a general decluttering of the kitchen, my heart rate picked up and my breaths came a little more often. But a sign of what, I wonder. That I need to start running again, or that my son can terrorize my kitchen faster than I could lose on Minute to Win It? Either way, I rewarded my hard work with a cookie.
I was just pondering today why I find so much pleasure in a cookie in the face of insta chaos as a byproduct of little toddler tornadoes. Num, num.....
ReplyDeleteAnd being home all day, every day, I have plenty of time to bake them. And eat them.
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