Yesterday Steve and I were bickering about something. We went into the bedroom, where the bickering continued. Emma climbed on the bed as I was in the middle of a rant, very deliberately placed her hands on the sides of my face, and gave me a super slobbery minute-long kiss. I think she was trying to say, "Enough already, mom! Shut up!" Who can be mad with a kid like that around?

Today I bought some really cute canvas to sew grocery bags. When I go to Joann's, I just walk around in a daze, thinking of all the fabulous projects I could do. Then reality sets in and I remember that I already have about a gazillion projects going and it's doubtful that I will ever finish any of them. Sigh.