more hog baseball

 mccoy is such a wild man. for some reason last night he refused to walk down the stairs like a normal human. he insisted on either going down on his hands, head first or rolling down. and if he would get eye contact with me while it was happening he would be on cloud nine. his eyes were telling me how happy he was to be doing something dangerous and wrong. and you know what? i let him. i let him have his fun and occasionally i would shake my head no and it would make it that much more fun for him.

i was tired last night. as i always am on fridays. i had taken them to a big birthday party that gave me a sweat chasing him around and trying to yell at liza not to carry the baby chickens around and not to hurt the rabbits (petting zoo). we left with mccoy covered head to toe in chocolate cake and liza in a HUGE fit about getting a goody bag. i mean big fit. two ladies leaving the party at the same time could see the emotions pouring out of our little fam and found liza some snack in the pantry and pretended like it was the goody bag. all the while i was trying to rip her arm off to the car.

i could not be more thrilled today to know i can drink my coffee and not get dressed all morning. it is my fuel station. no more running on empty around here! :) we are ready for a fun weekend!