My little boy started Sunday school. He's (obviously) not three yet, but the teachers are great and invited him to attend. He loves it. I love that he loves it.
My little girl is quite fussy today. I think she may be starting to get a couple of teeth. At least I hope that's what it is...
I was still feeling very proud of myself until yesterday, when I opened up the newspaper to read that Drew Carey ran a 10K in just a little bit more time than it took me to run a 5K. Drew Carey? Really? I guess I need to keep running...faster.
Somewhere between 5 minutes and 245 minutes from now my dishwasher and clothes dryer are going to get fixed. Hallelujah! (Just don't wake up my children, Mr. Centerpoint man! I don't want them fixed that much...)
11 more months until my 30th birthday. :-/