I’ve figured it out…
And I’m an idiot.
We’ve had this mat for years now without incident. I’ve been in denial of what the bitties and George Orwell have been trying to tell me. I don’t know if they’ve just learned, or if they’re just now owning up to their literary prowess…regardless…I’ll leave them my copy of Watership Down…worst book ever if you ask me…
It’s officially safe to say that summer is kicking my tail. I know the day will come when it’s 11 am and I’m wondering where my children are. “Oh yeah, they’re both still sleeping,” I will reply to myself with an eye roll. Alas, we are not there yet.
HEY MOTHERS DAY OUT TEACHERS: I LOVE YOU.
Now that it’s officially July in the deep south, the plants get used to a bit of additive in their watering routine…waste not, want not! Hey, it’ll all compost–right??
And if not…maybe it’ll kill the rabbits…
