You can't have him. He is OURS.

I spent last night laying on our glorious new couch (LOVE IT!), reveling in my high level of comfort and unabashedly watching a smorgasbord of TV shows.

My husband ignored our couch's siren song and instead spent two hours at the dining room table making this for the girls:

This photo doesn't even begin to do this pumpkin justice. I think Chris missed his calling.

Thankfully for both my kids and myself, I really married up.