The Little Things

Some days it's the little things that you enjoy. Things like parking illegally and blocking in a police car, knowing that he's not going to do a dang thing about it, because you're his big sister and it's not a good move. (I only do that when he's not on shift and I know it won't cause a problem, FYI).

Realizing there are still two Scotchmallows in the box, so it's okay to eat them.

Having your 3-year-old burst into ABBAs "Take A Chance On Me".

Realizing there are 4 episodes of Battlestar Galactica on your TIVO.

Hitting snooze and realizing you have no reason to get up today. (Not the case today, in fact, we were late getting Princess H to preschool because we didn't want to get up. In my defense, I was up with her from 3:00-4:30 and she is a noisy sleeper like her Daddy!)

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