It's 10:20 pm. K has been in bed since 9. The bottles are washed,
the dishwasher is running, the house is (mostly) clean and D is in
the shower. There is so much I could/need to do, but oh well. I'm
finishing this post and crashing. Ok, I'm going to have an ice cream
sandwich and play a word game on my phone while I wait for D to
finish and come to bed. Oh blessed sleep, here I come!!! I'm so giddy, I
could dance. If I wasn't so tired.
If she does the same thing as last night and starts to wail just as I pull back my blankets...I may cry. Seriously.