I think I need to force myself to take a nap.
Yesterday, I shaved one leg twice (boy was it smooth!), leaving the other one, well, ummm, stubbly would be putting in nice.
Today, I opened the pantry to find a gallon of milk. I quickly decided it hadn't been out of the fridge too long (hopefully), and put it back. Maybe I better double check to see if the milk actually made it back into the fridge.
I've tried putting Ian's enormous diapers on poor little Laurel. I swear the look on her face said, "Are you crazy woman?"
I looked her squarely in the eyes and replied back, "Why yes, yes I AM! See what happens when you wake up Mama twice in the night."
Too many times today, I've gone into another room to do something and forgotten what it was. I hate that! Then I'm in a daze trying to figure out what I'm suppose to be doing.
Look out Laurel, as soon as Ian goes down for his nap, you and I have a date with the sofa.
Me and my little army, attacking each day with a vengeance!
3 comments:
Uhhh...You don't need a nap! You're just getting OLD!!!!!!
Ha! Ha! Ha! Just Kidding! (Because that would mean that I'm old too. We can't have that!)
Hang in there girlie. If you need a hand, just give us a call.
Love ya!
Oh, I have been there too - the milk in the pantry thing!!!! That is too funny. You need a nap girlfriend, plug in some Baby Einstein and snooze away!
HOw do you do it? The Bear wants to have another kid and Nut is just beginning to teeth and I am feeling the way you are now!!!
LOL I am impressed
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