Good grief. You know it's a bad sign, when I am wishing I was pregnant! (No, I don't want to have another baby in 9 months). If I was pregnant, I could eat whatever I wanted and REALLY enjoy the Holiday Season.
But alas, I am not.
And Operation Skinny-Pants is under way, so, I have to be good.
I want to eat it ALL!
Kill me now.
Henry now declares that everything he's not allowed to TOUCH "smell good." So when I say, "Don't touch...." he leans WAY in and sniffs. It's so funny.
Spencer has become a drool-monster. It's LOVELY! Bibs can't even hold it!
Derek has his last final today, then he has a million papers to grade and then he'll be DONE with school until January. He is very much looking forward to the break. So am I!