Alright...I have resolved to not say another thing about the weather...today. The only thing I AM going to say is...I wish I could be up in Norfolk with Dad and Mom. :-( I miss the smells from my parents' house over the holiday and most of all...THE FOOD! I guess I should be a little more grateful that it normally only takes 1 1/2 hours to get up there on a good day. Oh well...I'm hoping that the weather breaks enough (I know...I told you I wasn't going to say a thing about it) so we can get up there for New Years.
Moving on, I was able to sleep in 'til 10:30 a.m. this morning. I was SO TIRED last night, but just couldn't fall asleep. This cold I have was keeping me up. Just call me Wheezy. As I strolled out into the living room I was surprised to see that Sophia had sprout a mustache over night. Actually, a popsicle 'stash. Since her skin tone is so light she ALWAYS ends up with a 'stash when she eats popsicles.
Ian had trashed the living room. Warren told me we were visited by a "little rock star". Currently Ian is giving me a bit of a break and is passed out in his glider with an empty bottle sticking out of his mouth. I would have never let Sophia fall asleep with an empty bottle in her mouth, but...you know how things change with #2! It feels good to be a little more relaxed with the second child, but I hope it doesn't come back to bite me in the pooty.
Well, I need to sign off for now...my oldest is in need of some discipline. Seriously, if she was anymore like me I'd be bald. I guess it's no one else's fault but my own!
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