Hmmmmmmm. What can I report?

Not a whole bunch of anything. Ooooo - the ice cream truck came down our street tonight, so we hustled out there to buy our dessert. Ben chose this; can you guess what/who it is supposed to be?


We think it's creepy. What do you think?


Other than that, there isn't much excitement going on. Just life. We play. Ella naps. I feed and water the kids. I change diapers. We go outside to play or go for a walk. I do dishes and laundry. We watch Poko and Diego and Happy Feet.

Sadly though, these days are numbered. Four more (after tonight). As usual, I can't really think about it too much, as my chest gets all tight and a lump rises in my throat... I can't believe it's been a year already. I go back to work on Monday. Deep breaths, deep, cleansing breaths...

Here are some pictures of what I get to leave behind...





Gosh, I'm a sap!

I bought Ben a pair of Crocs (in lime) on Monday night. He LOVES them. He wanted to wear them to bed that night, but settled for having them on top of the blankets. Then the next morning, he came out to the living room, stopped and said, "Wait, I need my shoes!" He hustled back to his room and came out with them on. That's one nice thing about them - they are so easy for him to put on. Ben wore them all day yesterday. Inside the house. Outside the house. Methinks they are a hit.