Last night we had Little Ceaser's pizza for dinner. Seriously, you can't beat a $5 meal with a stick. I got pepperoni even though I can't stand those lil buggers. I just take 'em off and give them to Mr. Sass or the dogs. No biggie. When Little Red saw his slice of pie, he immediately freaked out shrieking "I don't wike macaronis!" At first I was confused, then I realized he was talking about the pepperonis. Ha!
We went to my sister Becca's graduation lunch at church yesterday. As soon as LR saw the balloons and decorations, he proclaimed "Dis is a party!" He ran around so full of himself looking cute as can be. He did not want to leave and repeatedly has asked to go back to church so he can party. He might be slightly confused.
We are headed to Puerto Rico on Friday. I am beyond excited. Little Red can't wait to get on the airplane. He wants to go RIGHT NOW. I totally understand where he is coming from. Patience isn't our best virtue, but we're working on it. So much laundry and packing to do and not enough time to do it all. Somehow, I'm sure we'll manage, though.
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