I am grateful for Cooper, who, in the middle of reading Horton Hears a Who by Dr. Seuss tonight, announced he’d like to pause for a bathroom break by saying this: “I’m going to go poo, that’s just what I’ll do!”
I am grateful for some big reno progress this last few days. It’s a flurry of activity down there. 3 windows are now in, electrical and plumbing are getting closer and closer, and watching contractors come and go is akin to watching bees at the entrance to their hive.
I am grateful for Farley, who after picking him up and flipping him around and tickling him like I do sometimes do demanded “MORE WOAH WOAH WOAH!” when I put him down.