Lazy Sunday

In a surprise move, our Henry Finn is still sleeping. This may mean, of course, that he was up half the night and his father and I were sleeping so soundly we didn't realize it or it may mean that he is taking time to catch up on all the sleep he's missed over the past 1683 days. Whatever the case may be, it is quite nice to look down and see his sleeping form beside us. (He crawled in with us at some point during the night.) Darr is reading whatever he's reading on Lola the iPad, I'm blogging but before this I was reading a book my mom loaned me, and we just enjoyed toasted English muffins with a bit o' butter and honey and a spot of tea. Life is good.