Friday, April 30, 2010
I made a second pot of coffee, because I need it. It's decaf, but I'm hoping I can fool my body into thinking it's regular.
I put my son in time-out at 6 a.m.
I put my daughter in time-out at 7 a.m.
I put my son in time-out again at 8 a.m.
I put my daughter in time-out again at 9 a.m.
I put my daughter in bed at 10 a.m.
I am having people over for dinner. My house is a mess. I have no idea what we're eating.
I want to go back to bed.
...but on the plus side, my son has really cute feet. Fat, round, yummy baby feet. And everything is going to be okay.