I picked up Bear this afternoon from daycare and he was sporting his very first shiner. I say first because if he is anything like his father this will not be his last. Apparently there was a scuffle in Infant Room A over a pacifier and Bear took a dive onto a toy using his face to break the fall. I took some pictures but it doesn't look as bad in the pictures as it does in person. He says you should see the other guy.
In other news, I decided to thumb my nose at the man and make a Spinach Cheesy Pasta casserole for dinner. My husband loved it and I have enough for leftovers tomorrow night plus another 8x8 pan of it in the freezer. Now if you will excuse me there are some Girl Scout cookies and Bluebell ice cream taunting me from the kitchen. I need to go show them whose boss.