I love my husband.

Like love notes scattered about the house, my Darren has left me little stacks of clean, folded laundry to be put away—children's shorts and jammies on the living room couch, panties here, underwear there—because long after the rest of us had gone to bed last night, he was up late washing clothes and didn't want to wake anyone by relocating them to their proper places once they were finished. Isn't he the best? :)

For The Godfather

Definitely not so little anymore! :)

Superior

69 As a 1930s wife, I am Superior Take the test!

Ha! That's a good one. I'm not sure I've ever been called "Superior" before, so I'm willing to accept this pronouncement, but not really, because I'm pretty sure I lied to myself on some of these questions. "Has a pleasant disposition in the morning--not crabby." (Well, provided I've had at least two cups of coffee and an uninterrupted hour to myself, then that is, theoretically, true.) (But it is absolutely true that I do not "smoke in bed or have cigarette stained fingers".) :)

H/T: Lillian

This music is addicting.

Very catchy. Noggin. Who knew?

I sang a modified version of this song for our morning circle time today (substitute "Dylan", "Caitlyn", and "Meghan" for all other names) and it was pretty much the most successful idea I've ever come up with. (And I can't believe I just ended that sentence with a preposition, but that's not the whole point of this post.) The point is the music! Really! You must give a listen. Have you all known about Noggin all along? Where have I been? We had to interrupt our jammin' dance party this afternoon for Meghan's speech therapy session, but as soon as Kristen wakes up I'm sure we'll be right back to YouTube.

*Update: Ohmygosh, and I just found this! I'm pretty sure I love Laurie Berkner. :)

Happy Birthday, Mary!

Dylan is so cute. He remembered this morning that today we celebrate the birthday of our Blessed Mother and so insisted that all lessons revolve around Mary. So far, we've read stories, colored pictures, and done some fun activity pages. A white birthday cake is cooling on the kitchen counter and I can only hope that it will last until after dinner tonight. And, since I've already confessed my compulsion to coordinate clothing, I'm including this photograph we took this morning. (See? Blue and white, like Mary!) The lighting was horrible, but ultimately, I sort of liked the ethereal quality of this shot. Darren will totally be shaking his head when he sees this at work. :)

This fine September day.

Chiles roasting on the grill;

the Dallas Cowboys playing on TV;

fresh raspberries plucked and eaten straight from the garden;

life is good.