Okay Linus….

My holiday weekend rocked. We had tons of fun, repainted our bedroom, and I had a glorious day off with my little heathens. I even made a cake:

Yep, I am proud of that cake, seeing as I have been getting a big, fat “F” in the whole domestic diva department lately. In fact, somebody feels the constant need to show me up:

That is, in fact, my husband….in front of the stove…making said heathens a four-course lunch…the nerd. Sometimes, he is so perfect, I want to smack him.

Anyway, Youngest, in his OCD-like way, has become unnaturally attached to this hat:

He is supremely offended that I will not let him sleep in it. Granny is not helping. She encourages this cuteness at every available opportunity. When I try to remind her that she would not let me sleep with hats on, she laughs maniacally and reminds me that grandparenthood is a whole ‘nother ballgame. And how can I say no to this face?

Because I am a big meanie…that’s how.

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