Best. Monday. Ever.

So, about 11:00, the back door opened...James came home from work since he wasn't feeling well. Which gave me the opportunity to drop everything and hang out with him all afternoon, watching TV, eating soup, and even, yes, taking a little nap. But alas, as car line time approaches, even this good thing must come to an end. In an hour, our house will be filled with the shouts and laughter of not one but three first grade girls (long story, but good times) and one little boy who loves nothing MORE than first grade girls (Noble during Kayci's Girl Scout meeting here yesterday...priceless!). And I've got cookies to bake, which on this rainy day, pretty much makes me the best mom ever.

Happy sigh.