I was hoping my inaugural Oklahoma-born blog post would bring hope for a brighter blogging future. I'd caption lots of lovely pictures, maybe fill in some of the blanks of the past, oh, five months. But folks, I'm tired. People tried to tell me I'd have more free time with kids in school, but with the uber-demanding ones tapering their naptimes, no one sleeping through the night, later bedtimes, etc., it's a rare delight to finish cleaning up and to actually sit down for the evening before 9:30pm. So feel no intentional slight, little blog of mine, for you are one of many, many projects and responsibilities collecting dust while I collect my composure, rub my weary eyes, and carry on.
The Gift of an Expressive Father
1 week ago