My second time joining Five Minute Friday, a link-up where dozens of “rabid, vociferous mommy bloggers” (aka PicMonkey addicts) write on the same topic and post their links together. Each Friday, a new word is posted, and the challenge is five minutes of writing – unedited, real and flowing. This week: Red
Red is an icy cold Coke after walking for hours at a dusty Texas fair. With a side of Frito pie. Refresh and recharge.
Red is a pair of bright shoes I keep telling myself I could pull off. But I don’t have the guts.
Red is my baby’s first bloody nose, staining the sheets and causing panic to her momma. Just breathe and snuggle.
Red is a shiny Kitchenaid mixer on my counter, alluring and inspiring. What can I whip up today?
Red is a classic wagon with my smiling daughter yelling, “Faster!” to her daddy. Sweet memories.
Red is a stop light. A stop sign. Beware. Do not enter.
Red is the color of the blood that flowed down the face of someone who loved us so… Anyone remember that song?