Thursday, April 24, 2008

The Bain Of My Existance



Little, itty bitty, teeny tiny, things...they are everywhere...on every surface under every toe...I would love to take the wind tunnel and suck them all up...and I do believe that my husband in fact does this...but then I see them...and these are the things they go for...the things they seek out to play with...they set up towns and villages and whole other worlds that I will never be able to fathom and they play and create and invent...and I have to find my peace with the teeny tinys as they are destined to be part of my world right now...

1 comment:

John said...

can you say 'hoover'?