This morning, Morrison and I signed our loan documents, meaning we are officially almost HOMEOWNERS! I can’t imagine a better way to close out a process that has been stressful and terrifying and exhilarating and the reason I’ve consumed approximately 12 bottles of Rose and 37 packets of emergen C In the last week than with JOKEZ. And so here we are, pretending to sign the giant coloring book kept in the escrow office, to occupy kids while their parents sign:

Because homeowners or not, we are still, in our own way, the kids. THERE ARE LEGIT FRUIT SNACKS IN MY OVERALLS RIGHT NOW.