Tonight I am a lone woman in the Garden of Cowan.
Well, me and two little boys.
And the dog.
Here's what I have planned:
Quinn skipped his nap meaning (hopefully) he'll be exhausted by 7:00 and in bed by 7:30.
Max will most likely be an angel, as always, and go to bed happily with a belly full of milk.
I will hide all signs of toddler life as quickly as possible. Ahh..............
Then I will begin my evening of silly, silly movies that I would never bore Zachary with:
Bride Wars and then He's Just Not That Into You,
and baking this.
Bedtime cannot come soon enough.
I'm making cake.