After sending Catcher on his way this morning, the young ladies and I got down to serious business. We hit up the gym, terrorized Trader Joe's and then came home to a delicious lunch of Pirate's Booty and chocolate milk (we figured Catcher shouldn't be the only one living large this week). Surprisingly, the lunch devoid of nutritional value did not backfire on me, and both girls went soundly to sleep afterwards. We hit up the library post-nap, so now we have nine new books to read ad nauseum this week. I can't wait to see what other shenanigans we can get ourselves into. Go spring break!