Three small children have come to visit me today. There are blocks and toys scattered across the floor once again. There have been plenty of laughs, a few tears, and one little girl yelling, "Stop trying to kill me!" A little sister drama... (She just asked one of her brothers, "Do you even know what I'm sayin'? Are you deaf or sumpthin?")
I didn't sleep much last night, lots of tossing and turning. I'd probably take a long nap on this dark afternoon if not for the commotion about me. Although, truthfully, I don't feel very relaxed and would likely not sleep more than a few minutes. *sigh* Maybe I should go mix up some orange frosting for those pumpkin face cookies.
Malcolm Young RIP.
5 hours ago