Sometimes I feel so domestic I want to shout it from the moutaintops. And since this is my blog and I can do whatever I want, consider this my mountaintop.
This morning, I got up early, started a load of laundry - which I sorted according to type of clothing (running/t-shirts and actual clothes), started on a tomato sauce for dinner tonight, cooked a breakfast of scrambled cheesy eggs, grits (never mind that they were left over), and toast. The husband made the coffee. And then we loaded the dishwasher together. I love it when I feel super productive.
Tonight we make another addition to the family. Yes, we are crazy. And no, mom, we do love each other enough.