evening at home with the hubby

Our double date night to the Sounders game transformed into date night at home complete with tea, scrabble, hand sanitizer and a healing bowl of ice cream.


My "common cold" stopped being so common and morphed into sore throat, cough and slight fever, which has also resulted in the taking of my voice, to which Bentley consistently comments, "Mommy, sick? sick?" "I kiss it." (and pulls my forehead to her lips). Love that girl.