Today I woke up after a long, deep sleep. I actually felt like I slept!
I showered, and came downstairs, turned on some music videos and towel-dried my hair a bit when Colton woke up.
He woke up smiling (that was nice, considering last night he randomly started screaming bloody murder... teething...). I decided we would have pancakes for breakfast.
I put Colton in a clean diaper and stuck him in the highchair. I gave him some cherrios.

It was while I was flipping pancakes with the spatula in my right hand, tea in my left hand, towel on my head, having an in-depth babble conversation with a very cheery (and cherrio-covered) baby that I realized this was perfect.

Seriously, I was in a moment of perfectness. The pancakes were huge and fluffy, cooked just right, the sun was coming through the window, out of which I could see green lawns, big, new houses and fluffy white clouds on the blue blue sky. Colton was smiling at me in an absolutly adorable way, and I was enjoying my green tea and cooking.

Then Caitlyn woke up (without an accident!) and she joined us for pancakes. After that, I cleaned up Colton, got Caitlyn dressed, and dried my hair. We went to the mall, where they were having a grand opening for an indoor playground. They had a magic show, strawberries and balloons. The kids had a blast. We walked around the mall a bit after that. I decided to get my eyebrows waxed, and the lady doing them thought they were my kids, which was amusing. It's possible... I am old enough to have a 4-year-old and baby, but Caitlyn was born the summer before my senior year. She would have been the second immaculate conception known to man. I like this arrangement, where I'm paid to love and care for babies, and being able to give them back at the end of the day.
We stopped and had pretzles for lunch... I love giving Colton new foods to see how he'll react. He loved the pancakes and pretzles.

Colton fell asleep in the car on the way home, and I carried him in and put him in his crib. Caitlyn and I checked the mail box (she LOVES doing that) and came in. Colton did wake up after sleeping for only 30 minutes (why?!?) and now they are playing and watching Blues Clues while I type this.
We're going to the library in a few minutes... hopefully Colton will fall asleep when we come back.

It's been perfect, and the more I do this, the more I realize how much I really do want to be a stay-at-home mother... I mean, it's always been something I've wanted (Ewica, remember our plans?!? "Hi kids... go find your mother!"), but this is the nuts. After talking to Wes though, I realize that stay-at-home moms have to be involved in other things, like organizations and things OUTSIDE the house, because you can go crazy doing this. I've seen it happen. But his (Wes') mom seems to have done it right - she's been very sucessful running organizations and writing books, and raising 3 boys.

So, that is my life for today.
Just something else that hit me last night is how real London is becoming. A little more than a month to go. The surrealness is wearing off as I slowly realize how close I am to picking up my life and boarding that plane. SO excited!
And I bought the Papa Roach cd because I'm obsessed with "Scars", and it's actually pretty good!