Day 17: In My Fridge

Yep, that pretty much sums up what it looks like just about every week.

Day 16 Strange

Does any one else find it strange that one of the kids' games at a local harvest festival put on by a church looks an awful lot like beer pong?

 

Day 15: First Thing You See

The first thing I see when I come downstairs every morning is the bunny in her cage waiting to be fed.  Unlike the little person who is responsible for her hay every morning, she knows that I am a reliable source of grain and the occasional treat (don't worry, I put hay in later when I realized Little Man is sleeping on the job again).  She is a loving greeting to wake up to every morning.  Unlike the Little One who crawls deep under the covers when he hears me walk into his room.