A memory

Channeling my inner Donna Reed.

After making a peach cobbler and prepping for Eggplant Parmesan for supper today, I was feeling all homemaker-y, so I had the boys (and Anna) dress "neat," as Penn likes to call it, to greet Pack when he got home.  It was pretty fun to play 50's for awhile with the boys and I almost melted when Jude said, "Hello, Fahhder," while using his "neatest manners," but it was still exhausting to do anything in heels and a dress (it's been awhile for me...).  How did Donna Reed do this every day???  Oh yeah...she was FICTIONAL.  Well, I gave it my best shot and we tried to stay in character as long as possible.  Thank goodness Pack took a picture of me with my cuties all dressed up in the heart of our home.  I only wish he had managed to get in this shot too.  I guess we'll have to wait until next time (but I promise that next time, I won't be in heels.