When the boys get up in the mornings when I'm home and Eric's gone, they usually crawl into bed with me and play with my iPad while I try to sneak in a little bit more rest.
I had Reid open one of the blinds for better lighting.
I signed Eric and me up for our first parent-teacher conferences. I forgot to tell Eric when I was talking to him last night so I sent him a text while he was flying.
Another cold, clear day. The sun does help, but it was still cold.
The boys and I went to Barnes and Noble to pick out a couple of books for Milayla's birthday party. She's a girl in their preschool class.
The van turned over to 30,000 miles. I love my van. Those who are too cool for vans have no idea what they're missing.
We finally made it to Milayla's birthday party an hour late. There was a bad traffic jam as soon as we got on to 470. As we were crawling along, I realized I had left the boys' swim bag back at the house. We finally were able to exit (three car crash) and back track all the way home. I took an entirely different route instead. After a little bit of cake, Reid gravitated to the basketball hoop.




















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