*Molly*
I just barely catch the bag of dried herbs as it falls over. I know it was my own fault, but there is just so much noise in the house.
“What’s wrong, Love?” Seth asks, trying his best to be helpful as he grabs snacks for the kids, but his large self is in the way.
I flop down into a chair at the kitchen table. “I’m going to nap with the kids later and do this tonight when everyone is asleep. There’s just too much going on to do it.”
“You could do it during their nap,” he offers.
I shake my head. “It will take too long. It’s fine, really.”
He looks at me skeptically as he leaves me in the kitchen. I know what he’s thinking, and he’s not exactly wrong. I’m stalling. I’m afraid of messing up. I feel like I don’t know what I’m doing because I don’t. I could call Lily. I’
