I'm in love.

He is the Circus Peanut of the Man Candy World and he's all mine. Or something. He's inexplicable. My little boy is becoming a man: he has been running this cold into the ground. Pretty sure he's going to make it, but don't tell him that. Oh, the moping and pitifulness. The plaintive cries for tea. The burning indignation when you tease him about coughing. 'I can't help it! You think I like to cough?!' Well, he learned from the best. His Dad.

Walked in on this scene last night:

Upon closer inspection-that 'headband?' It's actually her 2 dirty knee socks tied at both ends. Nice, huh? Here's Aggie in her newly beloved Duke sweatshirt. Tell Al thanks, Mom, because she's worn it every single day since he gave it to her. In lieu of a proper coat sometimes. Sometimes I can get her to wear a coat, but only in addition to the sweatshirt. Didn't know she was a fan.Poor Aggo. We have accidentally forgotten her 2 times now. First I was late picking her up from her Girl Scout sleepover. Color me mortified for making those Scout leaders wait a second longer than I should have after they spent the entire evening, night, and following morning in the same sweats & just wanted to go home I'm sure. I'm sorry! Then Pops forgot to pick her up yesterday from her after school math club. Thank heavens she's so easy going. Mom of The Year! I'm a shoo-in!