While I might prefer to lie around, snacking on stolen leftover french toast...
...there are pressing things that require my attention.
Like green fingers.
Sweet cheeks that need kissing and snuggles to be gotten.
Evan told me no, he won't stay my funny little boy forever, even though I asked him really nicely.
I tried to bargain, telling him he could learn to go potty, but then stay just like this.
But he won't have it.
So I had better get busy.
Besides, there's company coming for dinner tomorrow.
We wish you all a blessed Resurrection Celebration! May the joy of our salvation be your greatest gift and treasure!