This is How you Do it Baby!

After a morning of chatting about everything with an old friend, it was time to get to the gym.  No, my friend is not old; the friendship is old.  Again, I digress from the topic.  I gather my things only to realize that Mack was in need of a shower, he hem. Okay, so there goes my workout time slot.  That is fine, I will try to go this evening. 

I clean him up, bath him, dress him, and send him to play while I cleaned up after bath time.  While picking up I decide to make our donations to the local community center-since now I have just enough time for that errand.  I find my 23 month old son on the couch like this:

 

 (This is what Daddy looks like when he is waiting for me to get ready.)

He was so sleepy and relaxed that he hadn't even realized that I was shooting candids.  He looked over the couch to the door for me and called out for "mulk peeez"  (milk please).  Then he saw me and asked for "gocky" (chocolate).  Yes, he is a chocoholic junk foodie.  But, no worries, I am his mom and he eats what I serve and that is just the way it is. I digress onto another soap box. 

My point is that this is how you live a good life.  You eat, you are bathed and dressed, then you go down stairs to watch your favorite cartoon show, and call out to your adult that you need milk or chocolate.  Can it get any better?