I'm trying to pump myself up to take a picture of us tomorrow for What I Wore Sunday...except that I watched The Help tonight.
Do you know that movie? Based on the book? This amazing story of stickin' it to the racist bigots in Mississippi, telling things that need to be told, of beauty, of awfulness...
Well, it's kind of hindering my ability to think about clothes. All I can think of is the movie, and how much it touched me.
Plus, David works at 7am, so I'm doing it by myself tomorrow with both children. My goal is to not stop moving. Because then at least theoretically things will get done.
The stew is in the slow cooker, the diaper bag is about to get packed, and I'm going to go have a shower now, not tomorrow morning, so wish me luck in getting us out the door on time.
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