No real words today.
Brendan is going out of town for a quick business meeting, which means I have to figure out dinner for 2 nights in a row. Gasp. I know moms all around the world are doing this very same thing, but I want you know that he is the cook of our household. He runs the kitchen. So. Pizza maybe? I kid. Sort of.
I think I'm already at too many words for wordless Wednesday, but I just have to say that Brendan wound up picking Micah up from choir yesterday while I was with the little girls at ballet on the other side of town. It's a group effort and I'm glad I've got such a great guy by my side helping to fan the flames. That's all.