Simmer

I literally have seconds to say that I was going to feel guilty about wanting to sit and blog, but no, I will not feel bad that I crave a few moments of not being interrupted so I can let my thoughts simmer and come through. My kiddos' needs are many and endless. I am more than happy to meet their needs, but I have needs too. Ah, the trick of balancing it out. Of course the scales hardly ever tip in my favour, unless I intervene. Today it's about compromise.

Now I must go and tattoo their arms with jungle animals. Oh and eventually to make supper too.