Running behind

I'm running behind tonight. I have to get ready and go clock in for 13 hours at my "real job". Heh.

I'm waiting on the salmon to get done in the oven. Avery is drooling at the oven door. "Mahmee! Look! FISH!!" Crazy kid.



Look! Cute kid! (Yes, she's eating Craisins until dinner time. They're better than candy, no? Marginally?)

PS. Don't mind the crazy hair. It looked KINDA cute before nap time. The girl sleeps like she's wrestling alligators. And greasing it WASN'T HAPPENING today.