Breath Deep and… Exhale.
Yay! I’m done with school, at least for 2 weeks. Although I would love nothing more than to stare at the wall or the back of my eyelids, life just doesn’t slow down. Something is always keeping us going.
Tonight we have dress rehearsal for Pinky’s recital. I always love watching the little kids attempt to dance. One will be crying, one picking her nose/butt, and about 3 walking aimlessly around the stage in some sort of stupor, while the rest try to emulate the instructors guiding moves, but they are 7.3 counts behind. It’s too cute. I wonder which lucky mold Pinky will fall into. Any thoughts/ideas?
