Delivering cookies. Eating cookies. So tired. So cranky. How much further? Why won’t he wear his mittens? Now he’s lost a boot. Oh no, everyone’s escaped. This could be slow. Sloooooooooow. Hey, someone’s home! Oops, pajama-time. How early in the morning is it, Mama? Hey, someone else is home! Would we like to come in and warm up? Would we like to come in! Cup of coffee for mama? Cup of coffee! Oh, yes, we brought you these treats … that my children are now eating. For you, a second bag.
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My name is Carrie Snyder. I'm mother of four, writer of fiction and non-, dreamer, contemplative, mid-life runner, coach, forever curious. I'm interested in the intersection between art and spirituality. What if the purpose of life is to seek beauty? What if everyone could make art?