I wanted to sit down and write a lighthearted post about baking, cupcakes, and learning my limitations today. I thought it through this morning while I mixed frosting in vivid lemon and royal blue shades. And then my mother-in-law texted to tell me to hug Milo, that she was so glad we were safe, and that there had been a tragedy in Connecticut.
I couldn't have imagined the magnitude, though, until curiosity got the best of me and I opened my computer to the home news page. I should know better. And now I can't stop weeping because we live in a cruel and senseless world where broken families create broken people who do evil things like shoot elementary school students (and their own mothers) on a Friday morning.
So, yes. Instead of writing any more, I'm going to go spend some time squeezing my little man and keeping him as close to me as possible while I can.