The Best Time.....

.....I love him.....

.....I don't think I'd wanna have his love child, really, but I'd just loooveee to sit and have a conversation with him. Ask him all the nagging things that Inquirers want to know and all that. Like ask about his kids and stuff. Are his twins as rotten as mine? Just how old are they? Ya know....mommy stuff. *sigh* Yes, I've been reduced to nothing more than a birthing machine, whose world is fully encompassed by her children. And boy, do I look the part.

Anyway, it was a fabby time, and the kids are nestled safely in the bed that we built them at Grandma's. Yes, folks, we shall be sleeping in tomorrow. So don't come knockin'!