Write something that has to do with: hot air.
I haven't forgotten about the yearlong prompt, by the way. Expect this month's installment to arrive later this week. Promise.
Miles' birthday party was pretty fun. Too bad the wind forced us inside, as we weren't on the deck for very long. He enjoyed himself anyway, even though he certainly didn't understand what was going on.
He especially enjoyed the carrot cupcakes Kat made to celebrate the occasion.
I think we'll just stick to singing happy birthday on his actual birthday on Wednesday.
Edit: sigh, sleep. You are too powerful for me.
You talk real big
For such a little man.
I wonder if
You even have a plan
For when the day
Arrives that someone dares
To call your bluff,
Unfazed by your hot air.