My husband can tell what kind of week I am having by the number of clean (ironed) shirts in his closet. If he only has one shirt to choose from each morning, that means I am barely keeping up, probably only one eyeball above the water. And that’s the kind of week this has been. But now I have cleared all the big hurdles of the week, and Bekah is fixing homemade pizza for dinner. ( How nice is that?)
Today is Hero Sidney Merkle’s seventh birthday, and she requested homemade pizza. (I’m so glad she didn’t ask for corndogs!) I had the pleasure of taking her out for a birthday date after school. First we got a sparkle mini donut at Starbucks and chocolate milk to go with it. Then we hit the sale rack at Old Navy. Now isn’t this adorable? And tomorrow I may get some shirts ironed!