Well, when I got dressed this morning, after breakfast, I decided that it would be just as valuable to posterity for me to chronicle a typical Saturday morning at the Days. Be forewarned, there will be dishes, fighting, uncombed hair, and some pretty cute kids.
|Luke emerges from his hiding place and decides he'd trade for the volleyball. I tell him it's almost bath time. He tells me no.|
|That Mom. Just when you think all your work is done, she always remembers that you haven't practiced yet. Huff.|
|Lunch is ready. It's called, "Talk of the Town Pasta", from the 13th Ward Cookbook. I haven't made it for a long time. Maybe I'll share the recipe later.|
|Mark and Cooper show off their work gloves, after a job well done. Cooper didn't get a happy meal but Mark did manage to swing a candy bar for him.|
Well, I hope everyone is sitting comfortably in their Saturday morning superiority, but that's how it rolls at our house. All in all I think it went pretty well.