The trees are bare.
It is dark at 5pm.
It is bitterly cold outside.
Thanksgiving is over.
All three kids have bad colds; one has croup too.
Seasonal Affective Disorder has officially started to set in.
Time to decorate for Chanukah in a feudal attempt to keep the blues at bay.
114 days until Spring.
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Tales from the crib: life with Sophie, Lilah, and Jude
About Me
- B
- I'm an interior designer and a former social worker, but more importantly, I'm a Mommy to Sophie (1-15-07), Lilah (3-27-09), and Jude (10-14-11). I enjoy long walks on the beach, sipping cocktails, and traveling to exotic places, but I currently wipe noses and bottoms, make up silly songs and dances, and say things like, "don't put feathers in the cantaloupe!"
1 comment:
I hear ya, lady.
This is why this time of year is called the season of lights. I let myself use a lot of energy at this time of year. All the lights are on in the room I am in and I take long hot baths almost every night. Warmth all around.
Here's to longer, lighter days to come!
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