Happy Hour

"Happy Hour" is usually not so very happy at our house. Fordy has had it being in his exercauser by then, I'm knee-deep in dinner and Abby has recently woken up, usually, from a late nap and isn't in the best mood. Tonight, sissy's hat livened up Ford's time...

And these? Cuties! Always juices up Abby's post-nap stupor. And she calls 'em "sweeties". If she asks for one, now you know.

And right about that time, mom and dad need a drink. Happy hour, it is!

562. Swinging, swinging and swinging

563. A successful drop off at bsf this week

564. Spontaneous pizza