Yesterday I was trying to hurry Xander along. He's either extremely fast at doing things or he dawdles until I am sure that Mother Theresa would be annoyed. So I told him to go faster. And he turns to me and says, "Mom, can I just go and my own personal pace please?"
It made me laugh. The belly laugh kind. How do you not laugh at something like that out of a 5 year old's mouth.
Now, since yesterday's post, I've had a few comments (in person, on the blog, and on other sites) about the wine bottles behind me.
Although yesterday was a day where I felt like a bottle or two of wine may have helped, I assure you that none of these bottles were consumed at that time. In fact, the newest of these 5 bottles is over 10 years old.
Check them out!
The two on the left are from our wedding wine.
The Late Harvest in the middle is the first nice bottle of wine we bought and drank together.
And the two on the right are from the university Ray went to.
(The Late Harvest and the two university bottles have been candle holders in the past.)
Kind of cool.
I've been trying to figure out what to do with them. We used to have a huge entertainment unit and they were in there, but that went out about 6 weeks ago and I haven't figured out what to do with the bits and pieces since then.