I just got back from a very late showing of The Hunger Games (LOVED IT).
My first night away from Shane since he was born.
A very, very, big deal.
It wouldn't be an event movie without a fight to the death gift exchange, right?
Brilliantly planned by Erin.
I came home with this crafty number from Angry Julie.
Irish Clone Trooper.
Who didn't get the memo that Clone Troopers don't wield light sabers.
Or wear tutu t-shirts.
Or rainbow leggings.
Long, leisurely (ha.) lunch with the lovely Wendy and Kristen, and the smallest members of our families.
Kicked out of the church nursery.
Drama without mama.
The kid can work the system.
Putting Shauna under his very powerful spell.
Our weekly adventures at the ice rink.
Hanging out in the penalty box.
Watching this girl grow in skill and bravery.
Until the cold air lulls him to catnap land
I mustache you a question.
How cute are these straws?
Off to celebrate a very special baby tomorrow.
For the record, I love the boy with the bread.