Let’s just face it, I was tired. I hadn’t slept but a few hours the night before. It’s the only reason to justify why a tiny properly rolled up wet diaper was still in the pocket of my dress as I prepared for bed last night. It was just a little lump.
Rather than chastise myself, I just smiled, because I had such fun with my teething buddy. And after a restful night, I’m hoping to tidy up around here, battening down the hatches again as we prepare for the winter storm to descend tomorrow.
Hugs and kisses, Mother Nature!