Almost exactly three years ago, I published a blog-article depicting the reason why, one day, I couldn’t make my bed until two o’clock in the afternoon.
Cammie is no longer with me. But, evidently, the comfort of an unmade bed is still great. Here are my boys impeding my household chores one morning last week.
And, because the lady of the household was not present on the bed, and because Katie Isabella wanted to see a better picture of Minuet’s face, here she is, from the same day. And I had to wait until she moved to vacuum the library’s couch.