And no, we don't drink Coke - I bought it for a Cafe Rio pork recipe that I'm hoping is better than my other attempts. What I really crave is a true Cafe Rio burrito, but I'll have to settle for this, 1,200 miles away from the nearest location. :(
Eli was in such a good mood last night! We picked Ben up from his late train at 7:15 p.m., then came home and ate dinner while Eli continued throwing the clementines and running around us while we ate. He didn't get to bed until 8 p.m., and gave me the nicest gift this morning - Eli didn't start yelling Boppy until almost 8 a.m.! (I think he was up earlier, but played quietly in his crib for a little while) That was the nicest thing he could have done for his tired, third-trimester pregnant, still-battling-a-yucky-cold mom.
It's now 9 a.m. and all we've really accomplished is reading books, eating breakfast, and getting Eli dressed. I'm still in my sweats and enjoying a slow, happy start to the morning. Sometimes you just need days like this!