Well, I’ve had just about enough of this dreariness, haven’t you?
It’s just so gray and muggy and my hair has turned into permanent clown wig from all the humidity. Today, upon stepping outside, Sam shouted to the heavens. ”It’s MAY now. April is over. April showers time is OVER. I’m ready for May flowers for pete’s sake.”
And then I died from the cuteness.
Oh. Henry just reached up and pinched my cheek and said “Look mama. I squeeze your face.”
And I died AGAIN from cuteness.
I’m so glad my children call me mama and not mommy. I don’t know why I feel this way. But I do. I don’t think I’d be really keen on being called mommy. It sounds so… clingy. I’d probably be like, let’s not get too serious, ok?
Oh! My God! I forgot to tell you guys. I got a new pillow and my life has changed. It is dramatically altered for the better. I guess I’m getting on in years because I was waking up every morning with a bad crick in my neck. So, I did some research and found this $80 pillow that pretty much every human being who has tried it goes on and on about in reviews. And then I showed it to my husband and he went to the store and bought me a $25 pillow based strictly on his premonitions.
I tried it last night. And I woke up feeling like I’d been drugged because I had slept just that good. Craig is very smart and also cost-efficient.
Pardon me while I go give my new pillow a little kiss.
Wow. That’s what I’ve got guys. Complaints of the weather, brags about cute kids, and a new pillow.