I feel like I've had the wind knocked out of my sails, lately. What a fun way to start a post. The Mystery of the Missing Mojo has yet to be solved, and Rotten's extreme teething has kicked me in the teeth (butt isn't a strong enough word, but my family reads this). I feel, I know, I should be better, I should be more, I should have more patience, be kinder, snap less, but I'm having a hard time with that. I'm working on it. I feel guilty, when I know thing are good, to be struggling, but I know it's okay to have the blues every once in a while.
While I work on it, there are more pictures on their way, and a 30 before 30 fail list/check-in.