Images in my mind . . .

Two late nights in a row, and my mackerdoodle is tired.  She is lying on her tummy spinning the merry-go-round on her Fisher Price playground and singing a little made up macker-tune.  The top of her diaper is poking out of the waist of her little jeans, and her feet are kicking in the air.

And me, without my camera.


About Coralie

After 11 years of infertility, I am now a mother to three, a wife of a Presbyterian (ARP) preacher and a struggling homemaker. Welcome to my little corner of the net. Kick off your shoes, put your feet up and join the conversation. View all posts by Coralie

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