Sleeping at M’s House


Over the weekend Hubby built a loft in M’s playhouse. Last week I made her some curtains and did other little things to make the hut more comfy. Tonight? I’m sleeping over at my 7 year old daughter’s crib   pad   house   in our back yard. It’s surprisingly comfy here in the loft. I hope I don’t fall out. I hope it gets chilly. I hope I don’t have to pee.

Thunder, the wolverine, Newfie-ass-kicking pup is here with us (as in he kicks our Newfie’s ass but the Newfie doesn’t fit in here. He’s outside. Thunder is an Aussie, cuter-maybe, far more likely to bite-definitely, smarter-yah). He will protect us from bad guys. Sweet dreams.
Sweet dreams, yall.
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About Blue Eagle Dreamer

Shamanic High Priestess and facilitator of empowerment and healing circles for girls and women, including a monthly Red Tent Temple. BA in English, minor in anthropology. Waldorf homeschool mom. Reiki master, cranial sacral therapist, herbalist, menstruvist, feminist, epicurian.
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