Some days it rains, some days it pours and some days it is 50 degrees and sunny. On those days my heart is so happy because I know that baby and I can walk to the park, feed ducks AND play on the toys (and not have to wipe down the swings before we get our swing on.
I have mentioned it before but I am pretty sure that when God wants some alone time he heads to Seattle.
Dear Picasso, you have been dethroned. Sorry, you had a great run.
When Daniel complains my response is always something loving along the lines of "What? You mean it isn't fun to be bossed around by a toddler all day?" Wife of the year right there.
We (in Seattle) try to keep it a secret but the truth is that is doesn't rain as much as you think here. So the sun shines on us and I expect the SON to shine on us this weekend and not let the Steelers win!