I made turkey and quinoa stuffed cabbage rolls last night. Sounds gross, right? Wrong. They're delicious.
On the way home from the pool, Booker was belting out "CHEESE LIKE A RAINBOW" (she's like a rainbow) like a little mini Mick Jagger. I was laughing my butt off.
My dad is going to bring me back some hobnobs from London. Right, dad? I hear they have orange chocolate ones now. Hint hint.
Booker is officially potty trained. A little too well in fact. He's been waking up at three a.m. to "go pee pee and make mommy so proud." Sure I'm proud. I'm also really tired and don't really care to hear Elmo say Felicitationes over and over again in the middle of the night.
And lastly, our passports arrived!!! I may have lost some perks when I gave up my diplomatic passport, but this new one ROCKS because it's going to get me to Cairo and it has my married name on it.
Suck on that, cancer. You can't ruin my week.