For someone who has been getting up at 2, 4, and for good at 6 for the last 6 weeks, I am really ridiculously cheerful.

It helps that the baby smiles now.

And that Annaliese is daily more entertaining/cool/a real person.

And that I really, really, really love our house.

And K seems just as delighted with our son and daughter and home as I am.

And we have five home-grown eggs in the fridge right now.

And it's raining again, meaning I don't have to drag the hose around for an hou to water my fruit trees, which-- speaking of-- are the ENVY of my farmers, HAH.