Doot, doot.
Baby Fancy Pants is sitting in my lap, unwilling to sleep since... two hours ago. I finally got up with him after Daddy Fancy Pants was close to losing it with the kid. I can see his point -- the whole toddler-sitting-on-your-head-while-you're-trying-to-sleep thing loses some its charm at five in the morning. And since he has to go into the office tomorrow, he won't be able to sneak a nap at any point. And all I do all day is nap.
This is me, all mommed out*.
4 comments:
Look how big he is! This just means I don't see you often enough. Hope you are doing well.
Yeah, I'm sure all you do is nap all day! :)
For some reason I missed your birthday post (darn my Google Reader!!), so Happy Belated, my dear!! :)
He's so CUTE!
5 am is not a charming hour of the day, but that is a charming baby!
That looks like a coffee mug, which would explain a lot.
See you tuesday!
(my secret word verification is 'yon curse' - how cool is that??)
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