Sunday, Sunday

This weekend seemed like any other. Sunday morning I slept late, checked email and relaxed with the paper. The usual.



But then I remembered we're moving this week. Ruh-roh.

We actually worked *all* weekend to pack boxes. Our entire apartment - excepting my room! - is now in boxes.


At the very end of the night, my mama seemed so tired, I offered her this yummy carrot for a snack.
But she didn't want it, so I ate it instead!


You know, this carrot doesn't taste too great.

Oh well.