It Was Just a Dream
The words made me feel alive again...day dreaming like a young school girl. Now it just hurts. Found: 2-tickets to Harry Potter.
On another subject, here is a totally cheesy storyboard that I made from Roan and my 1/2 an hour before bedtime last night.

I am working four, 10-hour days this week so that I can have Friday off legitimately for our vacation to Denver. When I get home, I have one good hour to spend with Roan so we try to fit as much in as possible. Unfortunately, then we don't always have time for a real bath.
I wanted to order this for our trip, since I don't want to fuss with a stroller in the airport and since Roan and I are going to be traveling without Choua. I thought it was an adorable and great idea. It's made for children between 3-6 years old and it's a real hard case suitcase, but it's made so that your child can ride it and you can pull it if they get tired walking around the airport and you don't/can't pick them up. I don't think it'll get here in time though. I guess for our next trip.
I've got to add a quick and cute story about Roan. We were out one day; the location escapes me now, but we were heading back to the car and I guess he wasn't ready to go home yet. Choua says to him, "You want a time out?" and he says, "Yes!" in his fake, cute voice. Anything, but home, right? He is so his Daddy's son. That sounds just like Choua.

































Roan already has a great sense of direction. When we were at the Taste of Randolph in Chicago, he kept finding his way back to the doggie tent. It was cute the first two times... 















