A Child of Sparta

A large yawn erupted from the small mouth of a girl that was no more than seven years old. Her black hair was spread out over the floor as the young girl lay back on her blanket holding the small binding of paper above her face, her arms hyper-extended as she stared at it. Her bright green eyes closed softly as her Aunt Sera’s voice resounded in her ears as she replayed the conversation over in her head.

Baby Update!

So I've decided to post images of the new baby bump pictures weekly/bi-weekly to my facebook page
I've been getting some great response from you guys and I'm glad to know that you're as happy about my new addition as I am!

Friday the 13th

Normal people freak me out. Everyone starts freaking out about Friday the 13th and I let the hysteria carry me.

Gah! I can be such a lamb to the slaughter some times!
I know the actual myths and don't know why I worry!