My creative juices seemed to have temporarily dried up.
I'm not sure what's wrong with me.
I have some projects I want to start...
but am just dragging my feet.
So I've been spending a little more time in the kitchen.
{The kitchen that still isn't 100% completed, by the way.}
Riley is on a big lemonade kick.
He loves the stuff
and got mad at me the other night for drinking the last of the first batch he made.
So I made sure to buy a *bunch* of lemons at the store the other day.
{He and I also decided we're buying a lemon tree at Costco this weekend.}

Riley is adamantly not in favor of pulp.

My pledge to you:
if you ever come to my house for lunch,
I promise not to serve you lemonade that has been squeezed
within a 5 foot radius of my son's feet.
You're welcome.

And we added some strawberries.
Double the yum.
So until my creativity is up and running again, we'll be making lemonade.
I am forcing myself not to go and drink the last of this batch.
I know I'll be in trouble if I do.






