Of Baseball Helmets and Such

"Mommy, can I have a black one of those?" my 3 year old's tiny voice asked from the shopping cart. 

"One of what??" I responded.

"A black baseball helmet," she said, pointing at the cookware as we rolled by.

Specifically, she was pointing at a black strainer.  Because maybe I've been letting the kids run around the house with strainers on their heads. 

Maybe.

I hope you're enjoying your kids today.  I've been too busy nesting to blog, which means my house is getting cleaner and cleaner every day.  This makes my neat-freak heart very happy. 

I've had a week-long break from morning sickness and tons of energy, so I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts.  I'm having a baby in about a month!