A Rough Morning
After Monday’s Vaccinations, the flower was up again at a quarter to six, apparently with HIB and Pneumococcal-induced nightmares – perhaps of being marooned on a Pacific island she can’t yet conceive of and stricken with a fever…. Whoa – too much Lost and Swine Flu news lately…
After being coaxed back into about another half hour of sleep, Flora was up for good by 6:20 and the day had begun.
The plan was to get the morning busy work out of the way in time to go for a quick hike as soon as Mommy takes off for work at 9:30 (ok, more like 10). But halfway up the forest road to the trailhead, Flora’s head began to bob and short blinks turned into long morse code dashes of darkness.
So, at 10:15 and with a phone interview scheduled for 12 – no sense in spending precious productive naptime dragging a sleepy kid up the side of a beautiful spring slope. We turned around just short of the trailhead to head back for a proper nap.
Two hours later, flower is juggling my pencils while I type. So, with little left in the work queue, we’re off for a belated midday hike!