Week.

I suppose this was sort of an 'off' week that I'm determined will end on a good note. Two days of pouring rain had me throbbing and we didn't leave the house.

Yesterday, the skies were clear and I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned and felt better. Morg's now a little under the weather but is managing to run around like a little camanche still. Tonight he kept biting the bar of soap in the tub and laughing about it. He's our sunshine, that's for sure.

Jared went to Jackpot on a little "marketing" trip to watch the NCAA games and Grandma Glenna came to stay with us while he was gone. She brought suckers and black jelly beans and rubbed my feet for me. Morg danced and read books with her, and cried and cried when she left. I cried a little too.

Needless to say, it is Friday. Husband is home, boy is sleepy and a great big bed is calling us all.

Take it easy this weekend, alright?

Xo.