We have been fending off sickness, wiping noses, taking medicine, and re-freezing teething pops.
We are caught up on laundry and housework.
My gradebook is up to date.
Mr. R. has been crunching numbers and making more money for his clients.
This morning the alarm went off and I said a thankful prayer that it's Friday.
Thank goodness for weekends and time to recharge our batteries.
And since I am feeling thankful, I am thankful for FIVE GUYS.
Burger for Mr. R., hot dog for me, and a red straw for Miss. Pip.