the boys are doing roomtime. it is peaceful. (after i gave my "STOP BANGING THE BOOKCASE ON THE WALL" speech, of course.)
i finished the morning chores and was going to do some yoga.
instead i stood in the kitchen, staring off into space, and accidentally consumed 6 oatmeal chocolate chip walnut cookies while my mind was lost in thought.
i hate when i do that.
i suppose i can still go attempt the yoga. i'm not really feeling it today, though.
i'm feeling pretty distracted, spacey.
(as you might have gathered.)
what were you saying?