On this Memorial Day, several consecutive hours of sleep (woohoo) found me awake pretty early. And then the kids drowsily made it downstairs by 6:30. But big sister fell back to sleep on the couch and little bubba has pulled himself to standing in front of me and is babbling his heart out. It's all quite unintelligible, but from the expression on his face, I'm certain that he's telling me all the ways he loves me. Yep, certain.