Today was a full day. A good one but very full. It started about 5:00 am when Roxy woke me up to go outside then by 7:00 am I was feeding my granddaughter her morning bottle. By 11:30 am my husband had all of our screens and storm windows out side to be power washed. I spent a good hour or more cleaning our bedroom, including the dressers. Did a couple loads of laundry and then helped my husband dry off the windows and carry them back in to the house before I made dinner.
In between things my granddaughter had a really hard day. We think she might be cutting teeth. There was a lot of loud crying going on. I felt sad to see her go home this evening. Even more so then normal knowing she is hurting, no one can rock her and sooth her like grandma can. Well, maybe that’s not entirely true but I’d like to think so.

Now at almost 8:30pm the house is all quiet, other then the sounds of football on the T.V and I can’t believe how fast my four day weekend has gone by. I am about to take a long warm bath and then enjoy a slice of left over pecan pie before I fall asleep. That morning alarm clock will yelling at me before I know it.