Hungry, Anyone?

I took a short hiatus from blogging not by choice, but by necessity. Why? The Family Vacation. Five adults + two kids = renting a van so big that the elderly automatically assume we are kidnappers, but hey, it gets us (and all of our crap) where we are going. Once there, it became instantly clear that there would be no relaxing, hence no blogging, because vacationing with toddlers AND grandparents isn’t so much a vacation but a lesson in survival. And I was going to write about all that, but a good friend put it into words so well that I’m just sending you her way. You’re welcome.

Then I thought I would write about how a beautiful woman’s life came to an end this past week, and while my community mourns her loss, we also can’t help but be inspired by her fighting spirit. But there is enough sadness in the world that I would rather you flip on the TV instead of read my blog to find it.

So I’ve concluded that I pretty much have writer’s block. I blame my children, who have sucked the brain cells right out of me, and Pinterest for inconveniencing me with so many must-do-ideas that I’ve been too busy obsessing over shelves in my laundry room to come up with ideas for writing. As a result, I’m relying on the old adage that a picture is worth a thousand words:

If, after viewing the above photograph, you are not filled with fear and disgust at the mere idea that one day, YOU could be the one to  1. bear witness to meal times such as this and 2. be responsible for wiping its face, then congratulations! You are ready for parenthood! If, on the other hand, you are now ready and willing to abstain from all physical contact with your partner, no need to thank me. Just send Wet Wipes. Lots and lots of Wet Wipes…