The days are filling up with a million tiny details. Shopping, laundry, vacuuming, car maintenance, air conditioning maintenance (yeah, I get no winter. I can feel your envy!), more shopping, chiropractor appointments, and just life.
The days are also filling up with all the big details that determine my future: scholarship essays. I am in the midst of several that have very very close due dates and thus tonight I will name myself halfass and just show off some baby pictures and share a tiny snippet of conversation that completely explains why my husband and I get along:
He was cooking dinner tonight (and by cooking I mean layering peperoni on pizza) when I walked into the kitchen with hands all full of baby.
Me: Put some peperoni in my mouth!
Him: That is the sexiest thing you've said in weeks.
Me: Now put another peperoni in my mouth!
Him: Okay. Now I'm just disturbed.
Yep. That's us in a nutshell. And now onto the joy of baby who is currently working on his 3rd tooth.