Mushy

Another day, another afternoon, another naptime that thinks it's a playtime. Maybe he'll settle down and sleep today? I hope so because he has been crabby with a capital "C" today. The cold he has may also have something to do with it.

Drinking hot chwocwet from a vintage Pyrex mug. And we're out of cocoa, aaaaah!

This morning I finally made a move to unpack some baby clothes. I got as far as throwing everything in the dirty clothes pile--plenty of clothes need soaking, doggone stains--and rearranging Adrian's closet so I can start hanging teeny little outfits. In the process, I found our high school yearbooks. Oh boy, cleaning and organizing ends up taking a lot more time when you find treasures like that. There is a rather awkward note from me in one of Jeff's yearbook. It was the year we started dating. We dated for a month when I was barely 15 and then broke up because it wasn't really going anywhere.(Maybe because I was 15?) Then, by the end of the school year, we were kind of seeing each other again, but we must not have been officially dating yet. There was a lot of talk about being 'friends.' Those were the days. The next year's note wasn't quite so awkward but definitely cheesy. And I couldn't help but chuckle over everyone who signed my senior yearbook "good luck with Jeff." I know they were being sweet but now it just sounds funny. :) Of course, my maiden name was on everything and it looks weird now, it's funny how fast you get used to a new last name. It made me think of how far we've come in our relationship. It really does get better with time. *happy sigh* Our understanding, patience, respect, and love for one another grows day by day. I think having kid(s) changes that, too. We start to realize what Adrian sees and hears when we're together and we want to set the best example for him.

Ah, okay, enough with the sappiness. Enjoy the sunshine if you have it!