might as well stand for recovery and rehydration salts.
and a few other random thoughts from Mother India.
Thank goodness for the archives to help us remember what happened this busy year.
A few quick notes on stay-at-home-motherhood, Will, oatmeal and elections.
It’s time for my annual bout of Fall-induced nostalgia.
What a week.
I’m in a funk right now. It’s the pre-moving-across-the-world-again funk. Come two days before we leave for India, I’m going to be flying high with excitement. I thrive on a high-octane mix of stress and adrenaline. I love the thrill of actually boarding the plane to head somewhere new and different. But for me, those weeks before we actually get to pack our bags are always a little yucky.