Tonight we sat down together while the girls were at Awana's and hammered out some details. We have listed a bunch of our belongings to sell/donate.
I gave my notice at work, but my husband has not. He will do that tomorrow.
Here is a cute conversation heard in our van today.
Three year old, "Do you know why me pants are up over me legs? Me legs are fweaty."
Me, "Can you not say 'me legs' and say 'my legs'?"
'MOMMY! YOUR legs aren't fweaty, MY legs are fweaty! Silly Mommy!"
Silly Mommy indeed!!!!!