And at the end of a Perfect Day

Bliss.

Get up. Drink the required 3 cups of coffee to be 'happy' mommy.

Take kiddo to preschool, where she excitedly chirps 'Byyyeee Buddy!!!' at her brother. Pull away being SO grateful for my easy going, cherub. Look at the cherub in the back seat eagerly sucking down his second milk of the day.

Ahhhh...

Go across the street to the thrift store to hunt down some needed items for crafting. Successfully find lots of little jean jumpers to add ruffles to.

Onto the next store, can't find what I'm looking for but WOW! Yellow cork wedge heels from American Eagle for $4. They are mine!!! Along with two pairs of winter jammies for Trent at $1 a piece and a $3 Aurora costume for Nora. I'll convince her later that Aurora is all the rage for Halloween this year.

Back in the car, up to the landscaper's shop I got. Good, he's not here this makes for a faster drop off. Slip those through the mail slot and high tail it south.

Cherub is now starting to grow devilish horns in the back seat due to being in car for way longer than mommy said.

Stop by Goodwill....still looking for hat stands to use as display pieces at the craft fair. No luck.....errrrr.

Pick up kiddo from preschool. Lunch. Movie for the oldest, naptime for the youngest. This equals me sitting my butt in a sewing chair and becoming a schnitzel monster on the floor of the sewing room.

Kiddo wakes up...outside time! Somewhere in there laundry got started and caramel corn was made.

Sitting on the back patio with my laptop and WHOA!!!!! Rich is home at 5pm! Today is just getting better and better.

Over dinner we discuss the weird rotten funk smell that permeated the house earlier in the day....and is still lingering despite excessive candle usage. Family dinner over, I chase Trent into Rich's office.

OMG! Nooooooooo!

But yes, my oldest did. She brought her 10 lb pumpkin into the house to 'show' daddy this weekend.

The problem, it didn't get put back outside.

There it sat on Rich's hardwood desk. Exploded. Oozing. Putrid smell emitting. Dripping into the carpet. Sludge across the desk absorbing into paperwork.

Sighhhhh. And Rich was complaining about the diaper he just had to change. I'll trade ya hon!

Get the largest mixing bowl. Get the largest spatula. Get the biggest gulp of fresh air I can. Scoop! RUN......to the back door.

At least this will be good compost for the garden.