Write about something that is: forgotten.
We're back home with Max, as of this afternoon. He's still not seeming fully back to himself though, so we're sleeping up at Kat's parent's house for the extra overnight support.
Hopefully that's where we'll be when the sun comes up as well, because I'm not really interested in another middle of the night trip to the hospital.
My take on the prompt is super short because I want to get back up to the house, which does not have internet. Plus? I am very tired.
Apparently today is my third wedding anniversary. Not too surprisingly, we've been so distracted the last few days I'd pretty much forgotten about it.
I'd been thinking about it last week though. We'd even planned on going out for dinner while Kat's parents watched Max for us.
That's all been pushed aside, for now at least. Hopefully in a few days we'll be able to celebrate the occasion properly.
But for now, our focus is elsewhere. In fact, if Kat's aunt hadn't wished me a happy anniversary this morning I probably would have completely forgotten that today was the day Kat and I got hitched.