How Novel Writing Goes Down Here

Today’s action:

Me: (thinking about plot) Holy Spirit, you’re going to have to show me what you want.
Mimi: *yurps all over the floor*
Me: That’s not what I was thinking, Lord.

She’s cute, regardless…

…and, just as I typed that, she pooed her pants, sitting on my lap.

There went that attempt at writing a blog post.  Gotta run, folks.

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  1. says

    Oh my goodness, that is exactly how it is here! “Now that the baby is sleeping and the toddler is occupied with a really cool game, I will make some headway on a project that actually has a deadline! . . . . . or, as it turns out, the toddler will “help” me sort the beads for said project.” How do they always know?!

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