The end.

Somewhere I read that once you get to the end of your rope, tie a knot in it and hang on. I kind of feel like I need to get that knot in pretty quickly. It may be sheer fatigue from baby or from getting a shot yesterday. Maybe it's because it rained all morning. It may be the subconscious worry of leaving the decade for the next tomorrow. Given the option, which I don't actually have, of trading my life for another, I would definitely pass. Never would I exchange these cute baby smiles for something else...

...well, maybe one or two for a few more minutes of sleep. But that is all!