The end of lunch

Laura made her own peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch today (she has me completely spoiled). Her sandwich led to the end-iness of my lunch. I had:

• the end of the peanut butter out of the jar
• the end of the jelly out of the jar
• the end of the crust Laura left on her plate ... which had been from the end of the loaf of bread
• the end of the peaches and
• the end of the bananas in a bowl with half and half.

If only I had used the end of the half and half on the fruit, it would have been a perfect end to my lunch.

May 2009

I was looking up an old picture for someone and came across this photo.
This is what bedtime looked like in May 2009.
Chad has never liked this chair. He thinks no one fits in it comfortably.
Clearly he's wrong since nearly everyone fit in it comfortably.
I love the ages our kids are at now,
but I find myself still thinking of them as the ages/sizes
they are in this picture.
What happened to my lapful of toddlers?

Is it gymnastics time yet?

Is it time for gymnastics to start yet so my little monkey can be over squishy mats instead of over the ground?