So this is what it looked like at my house this morning:
How is this even possible? Really?
When I asked cj what we were going to do now that zj is back in school, he answered, "Us going to make crafts, and play in the basement, and snuggle, and and play with zj's toys, and eat at da Happy Meal store."
He's a planner, that one.
Looks like I have a busy day ahead of me, so...