Thoughts of Grace

Just five minutes.

Unscripted.

Unedited.

Real.

Today’s prompt: Real

go:

REALLY!?!
Are you sure?
You want me to write about Real?
I’m a grannie.
I care for 2 year old and 8 month old sisters.
On good days writing is a challenge.
This Friday, oh, well

child: what’s this?
me: I don’t know it’s Grandpa Elmer’s.
child: Grandpa Elmer’s ?? mumble mumble
drops it and goes to next thing that catches her eyes.

That’s a sample of the real life from 6:30-4:30.
(Except for nap times 🙂 )
Question, answered, question answer, answered, repeat
Soaking it all up like a sponge.

I try to forget the day,
breaking my resolution to never say ‘shut up.’
I said it.
The next day,
she whispered while walking away,
shut up…shut up.

It’s real
what goes into the sponge
comes out.

stop.

Joining others and Gypsymama.