The lingering cold and sprouting teeth kept him from sleep. It was the same with L at that age. The exact moment you feel stuck in a toddler time warp, begging for another hour of sleep or a quiet afternoon to read and write, the thing that kept them fussy and out of sorts moves along. I waited all day for the shift and it didn’t happen, yet.
I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.