I have been running myself ragged over the last couple of weeks. Even after all the quilting and building and fruit picking, there is more I have to tell you including actual farming and four straight days of canning. I am exhausted, my poor child is neglected, and my kitchen floor is coated with sugar and fruit juice.
So today I am going to sit in the sun, cuddle my little guy, and read a book.
Right now Atti is still spending more time eating the books than looking at them, but when someone can pry it out of his mouth and actually read it to him, he’s in heaven. He’ll bounce on my lap like he can barely stand the excitement of waiting to know the ending. He would sit and be read to all day long if someone would do it.
This is MY kid, alright.