I had plans to write an ode to coffee telling you about my great, deep love my favorite drink.
The little guy said something super cute. I didn't write it down. I wish I could remember what it was because I really wanted to write about it.
There was a small crisis with son #2, but it's a little too fresh. I wish I was ready to write about that...
My husband suddenly developed a tickle in his throat and coughed from 2:00am until we got up to start the day. It's been a bit of a rough one. I could write about that, but I'm too tired.
The oldest boy's two best friends both have parents who are having problems. My boy is talking about it, and I love him for it. If I could get into the moment, I would write about it.
It was a great day overall, which I didn't expect with the night we had. I would love to write tell you about it, but I don't have a good bit to share that would illustrate the whole.
Our third grader claimed to be the favorite son tonight as he dipped up his ice cream. It was funny, but I don't exactly remember the details, and I have too little brain power to make them up. I won't try to write about it.
So, it is day 28, and I am stuck.