To be honest: our household is flu-infected. Actually, Scott and I are better now (finally), but Pete’s had the stomach flu for a (long, very very long) 6 days now.
So needless to say, between the general fussiness and the many clothing changes for him, me, Scott, plus crib bedding changes, and floor scrubbing, high-chair scrubbing, BASICALLY HALF THE SURFACES IN THE HOUSE HAVE BEEN SCRUBBED AT THIS POINT, I don’t have a lot of energy left at the end of the day to create a post. To put it mildly.
So here’s my official Saturday post. Behold, the very late Thanksgiving dinner we prepared this evening:
I’ll just not go into detail on what Peter oh-so-surprisingly did. All over the place. About five minutes after we sat down to eat.
Blessings (as my dear Beah would say),