Started Weight Watchers yesterday. Due to poor planning, by the end of the day I was hungry, tired, and quite cranky. The whole house knew it was time to walk on egg shells (which they did quite nicely). This morning as I headed out for a run, Jonas stopped me at the door with those delicious blue eyes (the only snack I'll get for awhile) and said with a grin, "Mom, I love you soooo much. And I like it when you eat food." Ha!