Happy New Year

The Lad has impeccable timing. He was born Christmas Day, after all the celebrations and one minute before the football game the Daddyman had wanted to watch. And last night, he woke up to eat at exactly midnight so the husband and I could ring in the new year.

Between that and the fact that The Boy just independently picked up his own toys -- while singing the clean-up song, which is adorable -- I'd say the decade is off to a great start. Hope yours is, too.