If I were a Rich Man

We've been singing "If I were a Rich Man", and doing the appropriate corresponding dance all week. Russ and I took McKay and Lauren to see the Fiddler on the Roof this past weekend. We enjoyed it so much. McKay loved the part when the Papa tricked his wife by telling her he had a dream in which her ancestors wanted their daughter to marry the tailor. I could see his brain start trying to figure out how he could use such a technique some day. Lauren loved when the daughters sang "Matchmaker, Matchmaker" and the girls pretended the broom was their prospective husband. I personally am all for arranging the marriages of my children. I think I have great taste in a spouse, and know I could find just the perfect one for each of them.


Notice my lovely purse. I didn't want to bring the big diaper bag in which holds my wallet, so I luckily found Sierra's purse in the back of the car and wa-la, new fashion statement here I come.