I have to admit, I am not especially inspired this morning. Ice Age is playing for 30th time this week, I should be getting dressed for a normal day at work (if there is ever a "normal" day in a salon), and I really have no mishaps or shenanigans to share. Wait- let me try.
We had macaroni and cheese last night. It was good.
Langston is great at the potty.
I found a gallon of milk in my car with my nose. Yes. Disgusting.
I mopped the floor this morning.
I have to make a "no sexting" sign for my chair at work. It really has become an issue.
See? Nothing really. I do have two hundred and forty cupcakes to bake in the next two weeks, so I have been preparing menus and shopping lists. For instance, I need 36 sticks of butter. If you ever want your stomach to turn against baked goods, unwrap 36 sticks of butter in a week.
Trust that there will be photos of hundreds of cupcakes this week and next, but in the spirit of current normality, I will share with you some pics of our little man from the weekend.
Yes, he is this stunning- most of the time.
And almost all boy.
And sometimes he sits, but rarely. I am sure he just fell.
And sleeping. Is there anything more precious?
Normal days- Even in the "Bee" house. We all need them, even though they don't make for good writing.
Have a beautiful day.