Weekend.

The weekend went by slowly, and by saturday evening we were sort of feeling under the weather. We stayed home all day sunday, slow-cooked roast, and had garlic potatoes and carrots for dinner. We stayed up until 1am friday night watching Moneyball, which we both really loved. Who knew Brad Pitt, at (almost) fifty years old, has such luscious hair?

It's hard not to be romantic about baseball.


Good things:

Couch snuggling without kiddos, my long, uninterrupted two-hour nap, Senore Iguanas take-out, and finding out that pen ink does come off legs, arms and cheeks. (Three year-old self-tattoo artists are awesome.)



PS - Rough housing. Love it.

Also, the bouncer did get tipped over amidst the chaos. Thankfully, Sugar was not inside.