it was fresh, btw.

all of a sudden they are obsessed with babies.

having them wrapped up in blankets.

keeping them warm.

hugging them.

kissing them.

good timing.

{weird part is that THEY were the ones to come up with it on their own.}

...

tonight i ate a goldfish cracker that i found under the kitchen table.

i THINK it found its way there this morning.

but who really knows.

i remember thinking it was either going to be stale or fresh.

but i was eating it either way.

b/c the thought of having to crawl out from under the table with it in my hand to throw in the trash,

and the possibility of it being crushed in the process,

leaving little orange flakes under the table

was far more exhausting than to just eat it.

it was fresh,

by the way.

and there's carpet under my kitchen table.

feels cleaner than dirty tile.

although i hate having carpet under there.

it still feels less dirty eating off of carpet than tile in this situation.

i promise.

cleaner.

{plus, i vacuum...occasionally.}

...

P.S.

blue or pink?

we shall see

tomorrow:)