Recovering

Today was a day of recovery in the Peanut household. We are all a bit tired, and nerves are a bit frayed. The littles are still quite sick, and are alternating between coughing, crying, and whining most of the time. Master is closer to recovery than his sister, but they are both still somewhat pathetic. Mr. and I are relatively calm, considering the amount of money that we are planning to spend on our new abode. We know that we can afford the payments, but it is still a big *gulp* responsibility that we are taking on.

So, today, we just went about our normal business. No running to the realtor's office to sign papers. No calling the mortgage man to discuss interest rates. Mr. went to work, and I had a normal day with the kiddos. We read books, drove to the carwash, took naps, and watched White Christmas this afternoon. Yes, that was the special request of little Miss, who loves to sing "Sisters" and "Gee, I Wish I Was Back in the Army." If you haven't seen this cinematic masterpiece, run, don't walk, to your computer and order it up on Netflix. It makes for some stellar viewing on a hot June day.

We also spent a lot of time today missing our dear Grandparents Peanut. Here are some pictures from good times on the playground when they were here:


Master further developing his cruising skills.


Miss has some crazy hair after coming down the slide.


Papa and Master had such fun together.