Yesterday started with MeToo trying to eat a piece of raw bacon* and ended with her coming into our bedroom at 9pm while I was trying to get baby Z to sleep. She’d left the light on in the girls’ bedroom, so while I was trying to get her back to sleep in ours, RU woke up distraught that she’d been left alone. RU, MeToo, and Z eventually all ended up in our room and took turns being awake and needing to be comforted back to sleep until 4 o’clock in the morning.
MeToo woke up, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, at 6:51 am.
So, while I do have something cool (well, I thought it was real cool) to write about, and even have the post started, right now words are hard to make. Thinking thoughts isn’t real easy, either. This right here took me about two hours and I can’t tell if it even makes sense.
See you next week!
*Okay, yesterday clearly must have started with the kids waking up and pulling me downstairs to make breakfast. This is just what was happening when I finally booted up.