mrs. kussee portraits and "hoggie" buns.

Have I told you lately that I love my job?  I mean, I REALLY love my job.  I have 26 adorable eight-year-olds that love me and respond to what I do and say.  They say the funniest things, they do the funniest things, and they are the most adorable kids on the planet.

No joke.

I could eat these kiddos of mine up.  To tell you the truth, right now I feel more like their mom than I do Baby Girl's mom.  Sometimes I lament to Tyler how I wish Baby Girl could come out and be 7 years old from the very start.  He points out that that will obviously not happen.

I do adore their portraits they draw of me.  At least once a week, one of them writes about me and what I'm wearing that day in their journals.  I tend to love it and smile every time.

On a random note, it's our turn to cook Sunday dinner for the fam this Sunday.  We decided French Dip Sandwiches sounded the best and easiest for a 12-person meal.  Fresh Hoagie Buns are our favorite, so we have to pick them up on Saturday.  I asked T to write me a reminder note and stick it on my laptop so I'd remember.

I love how he spelled, "Hoagie."

Usually, he's a decent speller.  Apparently most people don't have to spell "hoagie" in their everyday usage.  Nonetheless, this cute little sticky-note makes my day every time I look down at it when I'm at work.  Mostly because it reminds me of T and how he looks when he smiles and laughs.  I kinda sorta love him.  A lot.

My husband rocks.