


mmmmmm! Best. Cider. Ever.
....best guy ever;)
I was loving the sugared mess around Aubrey's mouth, so cute!
I think that my body was invaded by a 90 year old...or at least my hand was. Look at that hand??? I can't even use winter as an excuse.... oh man. Age.
She might have been a little curious as to why I was grinning like an idiot and saying, "Oh my word! SOOOO good!" every bite....
Then again, maybe not. She is my kid after all and was saying "mmmmm!! goooooood" after every bite too:) Like mother like daughter.Poor Zach was forgotten in all that donut craziness!
{remember how I hate mornings?? Aubrey was up 4:30 am!?? why me?? Any advice on how to get a kid back to bed, even when she's claiming she's super hungry and keeping in mind that I live in a multi-family home and would not be able to just let her cry super loud..... sorry, a lot of factors!}
I had to drive Zach to the airport this morning at 5am.
That is an awful time to be awake, let alone be dragging your child out of bed!
I am not a morning person, I repeat, NOT a morning person. It takes me two
hours and a pot of coffee to wake up. If it wasn't for Nick Jr,
I'd be lost in the AM.
Zach is off on a whirlwind interview week and will be back on Friday.
I hate when he's gone, Aubrey hates when he's gone... just not fun for us.
Luckily, I have been blessed with a wonderful husband who likes being
home and is not one to want to leave at any given chance.
He was dreading the week long trip away from home
and, most importantly, dreading his time away from Aubrey!
Those two are going to go through some serious withdrawal!
....and I'm going to have a lot of time with a two year old....
Wish me luck!