Partied like rock stars at BP’s work shindig all day long.
Up on Sunday at 6am for Mass.
Took the kids to breakfast.
Went to the old church for a baptism.
Ate lunch with the baptized baby’s family.
Squashed any thoughts of a nap for Frick and Frack.
Jumped at the inflatable place for a birthday party.
Dragged ourselves into the house for a light dinner.
Bathed Frick and Frack quickly.
Tucked them in at 7:00pm.
Holy cow. I am tired.