So I just wrote “Pray for Josh” on the back of my hand. Yeah, his QE is today. And I didn’t want to forget to lift him up today in his time of need. Because taking a baby and a toddler to the library and then the park usually occupies most of my mental capacities. And thus I forget things.
So I wrote a note on my hand. High school style.
Only it was harder. And not very legible. Because my skin wiggled.
Was my skin this loose in high school?!
Just another Oh-My-Goodness-I’m-All-Grown-Up moment.