After a long weekend of parent-teacher conferences, deadlines, five a.m. alarms, and piles of unfinished grading, Friday has arrived.
A Friday that involves a Doey Joey's pizza, a trip to Target, and a Wood Wick candle. A set of wooden blocks, a big boy who can now sit on his own for a full minute before losing his balance, and some much-needed cuddle time. I love when we just can't make it through that last bottle, only to crash on my shoulder. Sound alseep.
Life is good.