Life throws you a low, slow ball that you swing and miss about fifty times before it crosses the plate. *sigh*
The baby has come down with a severe case of bronchiolitis. Similar to bronchitis but more severe. We ended up taking her in to the E.R. last night and having her airways suctioned out. I think I got all of 3 hours of sleep. Add to that equation that school is out for the summer. Ah, the dulcet tones of children fighting, screaming, coughing, and crying! If I'm dressed before 10:30 in the morning, a miracle has occurred.
I have all of my reference pics set aside and have already picked my next picture to work on. I just need everyone else to:
a) Play Nicely
b) Stop getting sick
c) Stop needing trips to the E.R.
d) Let me focus and draw
Dang it! I was really looking forward to this next pic too!
I'm going to keep trying to make time, but right now, sleep is higher on my list of priorities. 
"Every artist dips his brush into his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures." -Henry Ward Beecher
