I WAS going to post about how it’s typical that Princess has been up since 5.50am on a Sunday… yadda yadda yadda.
Instead, I find myself thankful for such miniscule, irrelevant “problems” and filled once again with sadness and indignation and frustration for the people of a city I love so much.
Princess is watching the cows outside the window and eating a banana, Mini-Me is still snoring, safe in her bed. They’re both oblivious to the real world and the evil that keeps shaking it.
I want to keep them oblivious always…
Sending all of my love and prayers to the parents in London who CAN’T hide the real world from their babies this morning.