Caloden

It's 6:54 a.m. This means the big kids will be up in another 6 minutes. The milk is out of date, which means no coffee until I drag my ass to the store. Things are nice with just Devon and me, he on the couch snuggling in all his softy blankets. The big kids will come down the stairs squabbling and demanding socks, breakfast, juice….

 I can't do it today. My head is still exploding from yesterdy's migraine. No. Can. Do.