I'm one lucky woman.  I have a house full of men who think I'm the sun, the moon and the most beautiful woman to have ever walked the face of the earth.  My husband also carries me on his hands.

I woke up this morning (like I do every Monday) with him already gone.  He leaves just after 5 am on a Monday.  Just like every other Monday, my coffee cup is taken out with everything mixed just as I like it.  I just need to boil the water (again, as he boils it when he leaves) and pour it in.  The boys bags are packed for school and their breakfast is on the counter, just needs milk.  Their clothes are on our bed. 

This while he is the one leaving early.  He is the one who has to wake up at the crack of dawn.  I don't know many other men who would do that.  Even though Mondays are crazy for me (getting all three little guys ready in time to drop Quintus of at school is not easy), Tommie makes it SO easy on me.  I love that guy a lot!

I'm also an extremely lucky woman as my dad has celebrated yet another birthday.  May he have many many more.  Happy happy happy birthday Daddy! 

We have this tradition in our home, where we put flowers around the plate of the birthday guy/girl.  We went to eat at our local nursery today and my mom secretly organized with the owner to put flowers around my dad's plate.  I thought that was so special.