a fistful of fagans

Reilly is on a sleepover tonight and when I called Todd from a friend's house to see what he and Quinn were up to, he said Todd and the boys were over (all of Todd's friends are named Todd, btw). "Which ones?" I asked. "All of them." He said they were eating chili dogs and um, I dragged my sad carcass all over the house yesterday to clean, so I raced home. But also because...



...I haven't seen the littlest boys since they were super wee, and their crunchy mama took offense to my fierce anti-Bush/anti-war stance. So it was such a treat to see these cuties. Not only did I get to revel in their mop-topedness, but I talked cleaning with Todd Fagan the whole time. And there wasn't a trace of chili dogs anywhere. Ahhh...

(L-R: Jeshua, Titus, Silas, Israel, and Quinn)