Lovely. I’m once again so far past my last post that I don’t have the time to tell you what I did. So here it is, in usual photo montage format.

When we were in Puerto Rico we went to a wedding and when I picked up our table card and showed it to Angel he says to me “They even spelled my name right.” I looked at him all confused and he said “Yeah. See? They put the accent on the A” Yep. I had no idea that was the proper way to spell my husband’s name. Wife of the year!

After 3 weeks of travel to Puerto Rico and Phoenix, I think my little man started to get a little bit concerned that he was going to get left. For the record, this is exactly what my dog does when I try to pack: sit in my suitcase and start pulling things out. Tempting as it may be to leave my little man some days, he’s lucky that he’s cute.

Three weeks wasn’t enough travel, so we threw my sidekick and our dog in the car and drove to Chicago for the weekend. While we were there visiting the Gerstner family, Lucas got to finger paint for the first time. I think a little bit of paint even made it to the paper

In the resulting pink bath of the finger painting, our kiddos stopped giggling long enough to whip out one of these

When daddy works late, this is what dinner looks like: cut up cheese sticks on the family room floor. At least I put it on a plate.

Today, this little stink pot climbed onto the couch, took the remote, and changed to Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and then climbed off of the couch to watch TV. The buttons on the remote were a total coincidence but I swear it changed the channel from One Tree Hill to Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. Mommy makeover: complete.