We had pizza for dinner last night, and the little one picked a piece of fennel out of his sausage and showed it off: “Look! A pineapple seed!”

Today was a great morning. Everyone got up when they were told … and they were even dressed before me! (In my defense, I had some ironing to do.) As we were driving to daycare, I told the little one how proud I was that he got ready without any fussing and how happy it made me. He said I love you … I said I love you, too … he said I love you three … I said I love you four … and we went back and forth all the way to eleven before he got bumfuzzled at counting every-other number.  :p

I know there are going to be hard days when all five boys are here, but I really look forward to being able to share more “pineapple seed” stories with the other two!