The Twinkies

Not that I’ve mentioned it in a while because this is about the incredible wonderfulness that is twin motherhood where the joy never stops and I dance around the house singing, in key, all day but I have been working on that whole photography business thing in between that motherhood gig and not beating Brian with a wooden spoon because, after all, he is an invalid now and his slow response time makes him an unfair target.

Speaking of motherhood, we had a tickle fest the other night. At bedtime I ignored all sleep book admonitions to spend the hour before bedtime in quiet, mellow activities and tickled the children while they shrieked and giggled. I would “walk” my fingers along the floor to them saying, “The tickle monster is coming to get you,” and they would laugh and laugh. When I was exhausted, as no adult can keep up with two toddlers, I said, “OK, it’s time to start calming down and getting ready for bed” and F walked up to me and replied, “No. Tickle tickle tickle,” while wiggling her fingers in my face.

I bought her off with boob juice.

What was I saying about the photography business? Oh, yes. I’m getting ready to move out past those free mom’s club shoots and try to attract actual PAYING customers. I understand from my vast reading in business textbooks (ahem) that most prosperous companies manage to line those up.

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