It's sunny outside today and yet still cold enough for all the poop to have held on to their frozen shapes. I'm calling this a win-win type situation.
The kids have been playing non-stop with their Christmas toys which just makes me so freaking happy because this means they disappear for hours and I don't have to panic that they are flooding the bathroom or putting make-up on the dogs. No, they are actually playing. And with each other! There's sharing going on here! I could almost faint!
Bubba-Love's favourite thing right now is to walk up to each of us and say,
"Mom, I love you. Daddy, I love you. Princess, I love you. Mini-Husband, I love you."
He's just so darn cute when he says it and it makes my desire to thrash him when he then throws the TV remote across the room at this brother a little less intense.
Hubster is finally on the mend after having caught every single germ that's floating around right now. He's actually perky and looking forward to playing with his friend Roland this afternoon.
Roland is going to drive his big old tractor up to the barn and the two of them are going to pretend to be lumberjacks, or rather they'll cut the rest of our winter wood with Roland's buzz saw. Manly men, doing manly things. It's a beautiful sight.
As for me, I'm going to read and eat and rub my belly and try not to remind everyone that TOMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY. No, I'm not going to say a thing about MY BIRTHDAY TOMORROW. I'm just going to take it easy and be happy that I've got it so peaceful today. That's gift enough.
Whoopsie just gave me a loving kick to remind me that it's lunchtime. A little cheese and bread, anyone?