Margaritas.

March 16, 2017
Day 166

Tomorrow is Friday.

Today was cold and bright and blue.

When I come home, I'm greeted by jumping, licking puppies, and by smiling children who shout out, "Mamaaaaaaaa!"

Had a meeting at Uncle Julio's after school. Shouldn't all meetings take place over margaritas and chips and salsa?

I felt Odette moving around tonight. I cannot wait to hold that sweet babe.

Duke spent his first day in heaven today. I like to think of him as he was as a fat puppy. I think he's cuddling in the softest blanket with River, Roxy, Dixie, and Skipper.

Matt folds all the laundry. Let me say that again: My husband folds all the laundry.

The weekend is coming.

Thankful.