It's the end of the six weeks and oh my goodness,
do you know what that means?
It means I put myself back in bed after getting 7 kids off to school.
It means the thoughts that have been going through my head all summer and here at the beginning of school are flooding my brain and it's time to get some of them out.
It means lots of prayers today for kids to pass tests and to remember to turn in assignments.
It means I am not even motivated to get make-up on, laundry
started continued, and grocery shopping done.
It means it's okay to rest.
Come by again soon.
It's the kind of day I want to sit with a friend
and talk for hours.