*Spending time with my dad, in town from Michigan, and watching these two Prestons interact, half a decade apart in age, and yet so strikingly similar.
*Wrapping up two weeks of ritual Olympic-watching. The TV comes on around here for only two things: presidential debates and the Olympics. And because this Mama doesn’t believe in mindless entertainment, we each had a stack of laundry to fold each night. I tell you, the washing has never been so regular around these parts!
*Trying on all the winter gear my mom has been buying on discount for us up in Michigan. (Lost all the great photos of them bundled up, though!)
*Cleaning out the car and finally discovering the source of that mysterious citrus smell: Jackson’s long-lost lunch box wedged under the seat and sporting the most fantastic moldy orange I have ever seen.
*Calm and quiet (can you believe it?) Sunday afternoon play in the warm and light of the back porch.
*Discovering that when you are in an extra hurry to get children to bed on a Sunday evening, you can fit four boys in the bath at once. Good, clean times.