Wednesday, June 02, 2010

Where the Wild Things Are

That would be my house.

I returned from a brief Kroger blitz to find John waiting for me by the door.

"I was wild, Mama" he shared with complete candor.

And complete accuracy judging from the condition of my house. I'm talking human cyclone.

We are just a few days into summer break, and I am enjoying so much of it. But the state of the house? Grim. Really, really grim.

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