Mine

I’ve been eating so much better lately.

At a picnic, I deserve to have a little tiny brownie, right?

See? Just one tiny bite… oh so good.

SO GOOD.

I forgot.

I forgot about brownies.

OH GOD… so soft and warm and gooey — OUT OF THE WAY GRANDMA THOSE ARE MINE!

You had me at brownies

I’m at my desk with 1-month old LMT on my hip. She’s quietly watching me type (one-handed) and I”m enjoying her happy gurgles. I’m also really enjoying the smell of Danger Monkey’s birthday brownies baking for his party this afternoon. I’m pretty happy, actually. Life is good.