The poem says,
“Red sky at night, sailor’s delight. Red sky in morning, sailor’s warning”
This came to mind after I had been dealing with the two impossibles (Jonah and Freya). They have been aggravating each other, putting her feet on him, tripping her, random smacks here and there. I have sent them to their rooms multiple times, have yelled so much that I have given myself a headache and have gone from a good mood to this nasty one.
When Raita called and I complained about the woes of parenting, his words of wisdom were, "ya got any booze?" It's official, the drinking lamp is lit.
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GORGEOUS! I saw the splenor this moring as I was letting Niles out. I thought about taking a couple of shots, too...but I had just woken up, the camera was upstairs and I was LAZY :)
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