I fell asleep with Zoe again last night and didn’t post. I have no regrets. Lying down with that child is like taking a potent sleep aid.
Today, as has become custom on Saturdays, I started picking up a few things here and there. I decided finally to put away all my cake pans that I dragged out a few weeks ago. The pile of pans slid off the perched spot on the counter where I had put them temporarily to clean out a place in the cabinet, and my 9×13 Pyrex pan shattered, rolling glass all the way from the laundry room to the living room. We had just swept the floor, of course.
No one was too badly injured. I clotted anyway. Thank you to Joel and Julie for their help cleaning up the mess. I promise I didn’t do it on purpose.
