Could you blame me?
I could work on the hundreds of images requiring my immediate attention, or I could write a to- do list to outline all the household stuff I am behind in, or I could get on with the half-finished library bag I insisted on sewing (for Mattea) before yet another library day rolls around, or I could even go to bed (gasp!) for some very well earned rest.
OR I could play with images (taken today in a separate instance of boy-related procrastination) of Archie, who looks exactly like this for 9 minutes out of every ten. He is my sweet angel.
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