Seriously.

It was so beautiful earlier in the week. Whole afternoons were consumed by the park and its rather icky sandbox, followed up by a good scrubbing, a hearty dinner, and 12 hours of sleep. (Not me, of course. Miss M.)

But now it’s Friday. Second Friday in a row that brings a cold, nasty rain and a grey pall over everything. And two hours less of school.

Did I mention that my freelance assignment came in? I now have 60 minutes to complete something appallingly boring that’s an exercise in frustration to boot. Because after 12:30, I’m going to have some kids to entertain for many, many hours. Indoors. Eep.