Happy Tuesday.

From Drop Box

Our Independence Day was fantastic, was yours?

Oliver found the noise to be a bit much, and kind of burned his hand on a sparkler, but everyone ELSE loved them. 

And could you please note the unending cuteness of a two-year-old in overalls, with a dirty face and skinned knees? I just kiss him all day long. ADORABLE!

Other than that, well, life is as life does. I was so very frazzled after a late night with Ezra (due to neighborly party-ing until the wee hours) and Spencer getting up ridiculously early (5:20) and just frustrated with Henry because he was being naughty and Oliver because he was bugging Spencer and by 8am, I was losing my freaking mind, so Derek sent me out the door for a run because, like I said, I was losing my freaking mind. 

So, I ran hard and fast, then just hard then slow then I meandered. Then it rained. And I got a bit lost, but eventually headed south toward home and managed to feel peaceful before reentering my life. 

Ah, exercise, how I hate to love you. 

And FINALLY, have you people seen PINTEREST? 

OiMyNEW OBSESSION!

It is ridiculously fun. 

Are you on? If you are, leave me your name in the comments, and I will happily follow you. LOVE IT!