Happiest Boy Alive

Here are the new kitchen floors I picked out. SUPER excited!! I set the sample in the dining room to take a picture because the light is better, but we are not replacing our 100+ year old wood floors with tile floors, I promise! I also wanted to see how the new floors would look up against the dining room floors, too. They don't get installed until Feb 5.

We had a good, if cold, weekend. I hate winter so much. I am already trying to find houses in Austin, TX and trying to convince Steve to move. This will last until April, at which time I am OK again until next winter. When the cycle will repeat.  The one good thing about winter is warm bed snuggles on Saturdays! I got up to go the bathroom and my spot was instantly taken:

Bed Hog

But, I managed to worm my way back in and also snagged some puppy cuddles!

He was just warming up my spot!

We had friends over for dinner and Steve decided he would make city chicken! He gets a hankering about once a year and prepares a whole dinner. It is AWESOME. And look how cute he is doing it!

Lookin' good!

Wm is also now The Happiest Boy Alive. His computer has been returned to him. He can't even stand it. He was positively gleeful. He immediately came home and started playing his favorite game.

Wm went to throw his half-eaten yogurt into the trash this morning, missed, and dumped a bunch of yogurt on the floor. Then he stood there and stared at it. So I said, "just move, man," and cleaned it up.  About 5 minutes later, he goes, "I'm sorry I spilled the yogurt." And I said, "Spilling things is no big deal. It happens. It was an accident. BUT, it would be helpful if, after you have spilled something, you didn't just stare at it. Maybe, say, clean it up?" And he goes, "I just have really slow reflexes." HA!

I also keep forgetting to add this story, which I love. I don't know about you, but  middle school was not a good time for me. That is a hard age. And, 11-13 year olds are bigtime assholes, in general. So, this was extra sweet. One day, Wm didn't feel well. At recess, he just sat under a tree instead of playing. He said at least 5 different kids (none of which were his close friends, who knew he wasn't feeling well and were giving him space, so these were just random kids), came over to ask him if he was OK and offered to play with him if he was feeling lonely. All the tears. Wm is really at a great school with some great kiddos!!