Ellevens

Sitting in my bed

Nursing the baby

(Yep tried to quit 3x but sheeee’s still standing yeh yeh yeh 🎶)

Rubbing my elevens

Which I want to spell “ellevens”

Based on their shape

So that’s confusing

But also

The ones I’m rubbing

They’re actually

Horizontal

So I’m resolving

To call them

My horizontals

Or horizontalls

There we go

Much better.

I thought

What do I talk about

On a day

Where nothing

And everything happened

Pink Pony Club?

Teething?

Endless amoxicillin?

Scripture?

Isaiah

About God

Making a way

In the wilderness

and streams

In the wasteland (!!!!😅😅😅)

What does that even mean

I thought

Until my Bible app

Broke it down

Don’t worry

I’ll spare you

Because I should sleep.

Here I am

Drinking black coffee

And honey

Right before bed

I could not

Find an angle

Where there weren’t tissues

Abound

And no dark circles

Again

Causing worry

But please

Do not fret

My wastelands have streams

I’m sure of it!

And my wilderness

There is a path through it!

…Morgan has two more big front teeth coming in

And then we’ll be through it

And on to another wasteland

And wilderness.

For now

Thanks for reading

Where the Wild Things Are

2025 Edition.

Sweet dreams!