November is kicking my butt this year.
Every day is rush and hurry and scurry.
I feel like a squirrel readying herself for winter.
Yes, I am tired.
But, oh! I don't want to stop.
All this hurrying and scurrying is good stuff - fun stuff.
Like this weekend.
We're celebrating Sloane's tenth birthday at a hotel
with her four best friends and an indoor pool. How cool is that?
And get this.
She made her own cake;
a peanut butter chocolate confection she invented.
She made her own cake
because she wanted to make something wonderful to give her best friends.
What a kid!
I need a quiet place like this one just now. Taken at the Old State House Museum in Little Rock.