Sunday morning. I am eating a blueberry muffin and enjoying the fresh medley of fruit I have prepared (peaches, strawberries and blueberries). My husband wanders by.
Sweet Dub: So what's the plan for today? We need to clean this house.
Mama Blah [deliberately screechy]: When are you going to put my pictures up on the wall? When are you going to fix the yard? I thought you were going to --
Sweet Dub leaves the room. Five minutes later, he pokes his head into the dining area.
Sweet Dub: Do you want to go to the zoo or clean the house?
Mama Blah: I don't want to do either of those things.
Not that it matters, because Sweet Dub has already walked out the back door without waiting for my response. Ah, love.
Updated to add: We ended up going to the hardware/garden center en famille rather than the zoo. Once we got back home, it was too blindingly hot to stand in the patio area where we were planning on doing the work, so I took a nap while Sweet Dub and Viva played with Legos. But we did end up getting half the project finished in the early evening -- pavers have been placed, and tonight we will add seed. Sweet!