I put these words in quotes because they really are just shells of rooms. Ah well. It'll happen.
Harpster is peacefully sleeping in her crib, though we've had several totally rough nights here at #2021. Harper has a cold and is producing copious amounts of snot (pretty unbelievable that such a little nose could create so much...) Anyway, she's been waking herself up snoring every hour or so, doing a lot of tossing and turning, etc. Myself, I've not had more than 2 or 3 consecutive hours of sleep in a week as a result, and does it show or what... Sleep deprivation does strange things to me mentally, and I'm not on top of my game, but I've also reached the clumsy-tired stage. This morning I broke the coffee pot, dropped my phone, tripped on the steps and did a couple other stupid things. Wish me luck for tonight.
2 comments:
very interesting blog you have
just stumbled upon your blog... I will share with you that the entire 90's decade is lost to me... kids were little, and my memory chip just broke down. :-] it gets better!
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