{what do you say to that?}

So, I walk into my Chad's room to find the bag for his library book and CD to be cut with pinking shears all the way around. Quite a nice design actually. Incredulously, I pick it up, look at my son, and query, "Why in the world did you do that!?!"
He unflinchingly returns my question with another question: "Mom, why in the world did you leave the scissors on my dresser?"

For 4 weeks now, we've been waking up around 5:00 and leaving at 6:00. The kids wake up somewhere in between. However, we have not yet been able to teach them the difference between workdays and weekends. Saturday morning rolls around and yes, they're both in our room at 5:45 asking for breakfast. Cheerios in fact. Neither of us can find it possible to get up. We tell them to go in the playroom (which is right by our room) and play for a while. Soon we hear little feet padding down the stairs, some rustling, and padding back up. Ahhh, we close our eyes and try to enjoy the fleeting thoughts of sleep.
Later, when we descend upon the kitchen, we immediately notice the entire remains of my birthday cake gone! There's no way my 2 little children could have finished off that much. I fix breakfast. They don't want it. Instead they sneak back up to the playroom. Out of curiosity, we follow only to find them pulling the cake on the cardboard out from under the toddler bed and a bowl of popcorn out of the closet. "Shh!"...Chad reminds Kate. "Mommy and daddy need to sleep."
We are in hysterics at that point. At least we know our 2 babies can fend for themselves! Reminds me of Crosby's "Chocolate cake for breakfast"...

{cappuccinos and lattes}

You might say I am not a coffee person. I detest the cheap flavored stuff they brew at work. Could never tolerate Folgers or CoffeeMate. Have only used my 4-cup coffee maker (that I got as wedding gift) when my dad visits. Went through 5 years of night shift without drinking the stuff. Jonathan drinks coffee even less than I do. However, I do have a certain, perhaps expensive, taste for a good mocha or cappucino-if you remember my entry about OZO's coffee shop. So it was to my fantastic surprise when I came down to the kitchen one morning to find a Breville espresso machine. An early birthday present to me from Jonathan...the best one he's ever gotten me. After many fun experiments, I've settled on my favorite combination: about 1/2 teaspoon of chocolate syrup (from Whole Foods) in the bottom of the heated cup, 2 shots brewed Mocha Java from Caribou Coffee, steamed whole milk, and raw sugar sprinkled on top. Amazingly, even with one hand, Jonathan has become the best at steaming milk to the perfect froth. It's become quite an enjoyable art for us. So, we invite you to come enjoy one with us anytime.

{a little bragging}

Yes, I must say, I did marry my best friend. He knows me better than anyone else. Knows when I need a date. In fact, a candle-lit dinner. So last week I'm tired, hungry, work all day, get home at 8:00 at night, and find the table set for 2, the kids fed and in bed, and Jonathan lighting the candles. Lamb roast, potates, spinach souffle, and homemade chocolate mocha pudding. And all with only his right arm! (Left arm's out of commission for a while). Amazing to say the least. The meal was delicious! I am duly impressed that he was willing to betray to me the fact that he CAN do more than he makes out, and that he's definitely milking this situation for all it's worth;-) Until now! Anyway, thought I'd do a little bragging...

{halloween fun}

We got to trick or treat with 2 cousins this year. Kate was "Teeter Bell" and Chad a "ghost."