There is truly nothing better than waking up to the birds chirping, the sun shining, and your son saying, “Mommy, I pooped!” Although it may not be a typical wake-up call for many people, it’s pretty common for my two year old to wake me up discussing the status of his bowels. And I’m okay with that!
Church was amazing, of course. Those twenty minutes of worship at the beginning of each service just gets my blood pumping every week! Of course, the gorgeous Kirk-(from this season’s Bachelorette)-look-alike sitting in the isle across from me didn’t hurt either! This gorgeous creature, not wearing a wedding-ring, was wearing the most adorable turquoise plaid shirt with perfect fitting jeans. He clearly spent way too much time on his hair, but it looked fantastic! Haha! But, what are the chances that an eligible bachelor was sitting at church alone? And even if he was available, how would I ever spark up a conversation with him? It’d go something like, “Hey? I see you dig Jesus too!” Oh, I’m lame!
After picking up my kids from daycare, I announced to them that we would be having beef and noodles for dinner (HOMEMADE!)! The instant we pulled into the garage, we could smell the delicious beef cooking in the crock pot. My daughter walked into the house, plugged her nose and screamed, “I HATE beef and noodles. They smell soooo bad!” She walked around with her nose plugged for the better of an hour—and had a jelly sandwich for dinner. Oy!
