The littlest biscuit is down for a nap.  She has been for quite a while now.  I’m creeping up against the time when I need to wake her up so that she can have a balanced lunch before we go get the big girls and the “just-five-more-minutes” plea bargaining I do with myself when I’ve finally hit my stride with whatever I’m doing.  Guess which way I’m leaning.

And with that, I’ve hit a brick wall on the writing.

So, I’m off to read some other blogs and hope inspiration strikes.  Seeing as how I started writing this at 1:30pm and it’s now 8:24pm, I don’t think I’ve gotten over the wall. Or through it. Or under it. Or around it.

I’m kind of slumped up against it at this point.

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Hey, at least I’m not beating my head against it.  It’s the small victories.