Study Break
I took these pictures a couple of weeks ago. Was going to blog about being a college student slash mommy. It took me so long to get to it, I forgot what I was going to write. So, instead, here’s some pictures.
This is where I spend half my time…at the kitchen table, the laptop in front of me, and my books (which you can’t see in the photo..trust me, they’re there) open on the table.
See, this is what I was looking at. Textbook, study notes, and my index card of handwritten notes I was allowed to take with me to my Western Civ Exam.
This is the baby who interrupts my understanding of Social Darwinism.
I would rather socialize with a huggy baby boy than study socialism any day.
This is the shaggy-headed little boy who needed help putting his mittens on. I don’t know why. He wanted to hug me before he left. As you can see, Owen took issue with that.
This is the thoughtful little girl who sits across the table doing her own projects.
So, tell me, Friend…is it any surprise to you that I got a B instead of an A on that exam? 
Priorities…I guess that’s my point.
