I am surprised that I don't have a counter mark indented into my waist. I spend so much time in the kitchen, that I think that if I pushed hard enough on the counter itself, it would make my stomach flatter.
Because I live such a life of leisure and have so much free time for myself, I was thrilled to hear what Blake had to say when I came home from the gym this evening.
I literally was gone from 5:01 until 6:09. I walk in the door to all three boys (big and little alike) crowded around a coloring book.
No one looks up.
"Mommy. You forgot to come home and make us dinner." Color color color.
"Don't worry, Daddy went ahead and made it." Color color color.
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