Sleep until 8:30.
Pry the kids away from the tv so they can finish the homework they’ve been avoiding for two days and do a little quick editing of Pigeon between admiring wobbly rows of 3′s and 5′s and offering ironic assistance in the correct spelling of ‘dictionary’.
Do an emergency run for dog food and diet Pepsi—this is survival, people.
Make cupcakes and earn one brownie point for for making one’s own self-rising flour—thus making up for the points lost in not reading the recipe all the way through in the first place.
Spend the rest of the day having fun, because it’s crazy sunny today:
Literally.
Have a great Labor Day—or a very good Monday!
Oh that baby girl! She could NOT be any happier.
XO
It’s impossible to be unhappy while wearing a pair of pineapple sunglasses.
The picture of that cupcake with the picture of Sunny following?! So great. Love.
They complement each other, don’t they?
“Crazy sunny day.”
In the words of Lyra, love.
I confess, it’s often a crazy Sunny day around here . . . But that’s okay with us.
I’ll be checking the mail to see when the cupcakes arrive…or is it by FedX?
The chocolate chips will get all melty, Dad. We’ll make you some at Thanksgiving, promise—in fact, we’ll put you in charge of decorations!