My new cause

I'm finding it a bit rough, trying to get back into the grove of blogging regularly. I struggle to find something new and fresh to say, or to sort my thoughts out enough to focus on just one to post.

So today, I'll share a funny thought with you. My husband and I were hangin' out at Starbucks today and watched a cute little toddler being dragged along by her dad, who was holding on to her hand with a death grip. I wondered aloud; how often do little kids' arms get pins and needles from being held up above their heads so often and for so long?

It must be hard to have your arms straight up above your head half of the day.

Ok, I just have a soft spot for the trials and struggles of vertically challenged people, even if they're two.