I have to admit I was a bit lazy Saturday. After running 5 miles that morning and then dragging the monkeys to soccer picture day (big monkey had the best cheese on the team), I came home and pretended it was a rainy day and laid on the couch with the boys. We all took a nice little nap. The most rain we got was just above a misting.
I was a little spoiled Sunday evening. My husband made dinner and bathed the boys. Am I dying and nobody has thought to mention it to me?
It started pouring here around midnight and I got drenched trying to get to the van, figures.
