Some things just have to be documented,
if for no other reason than to amuse me.
Also, I'm getting old and there is a chance I might not remember this tomorrow.
And that would be a crime.
Tonight, after she ran out of the bedroom mid-lullaby to get a straw for her water:
Thank you, self!
This afternoon while watching our neighbor, Nick, bring in the trash cans:
Now, that's a good man!