One of those days…we had a lovely morning at the Discovery Museum–the sun is finally out and the gg bridge and headlands looked gorgeous today….theo decided NOT to nap and spent the majority of the time jumping in his crib. I went in to discover that he had taken his thomas trains and scraped them all over the wall near his crib. I guess I should honor his urge to draw, but somehow I didn’t envision that I’d have to repaint today. By the time I got to draw I felt out of myself–irritated, unable to calm down and so I just wrote and wrote and wrote about it. Feeling a bit calmer now, but I feel stuck in my drawing, as if I don’t have anything to say and I can’t slow down enough to listen to the drawing and let it lead me, either. Harumph.