Little Red Book

I am exhausted. Taking care of five small kids at home and taking care of "broken arm" hubby, doing all the house work that it entails.... I'm exhausted. When I'm exhausted like this, I don't write much.

I have so much to say and almost nothing to write. Or no energy to write it. So... in order to keep up some pace with my blog, here's a Little Red Book entry:

I say, "I don't like myself today." My head hangs low. 

He bends down to whisper in my ear, "I still like you."