So I had a dream last night that someone broke into our house and stole DS. I dreamed that I heard them come in through the window and rushed in just in time to see them run away with DS, but there was nothing I could do.
My neighbors have a house on their property that they offer up to whatever criminal relation of theirs happens to be in need. The last tenant died of a drug overdose three days before her sixteen year-old daughter gave birth to a little boy. Meaning that we have new neighbors now.
The female half of the couple who moved in seems to have made a full-time occupation of sitting on her porch and smoking cigarettes while wearing a red tube top. I totally side-eyed them and felt a little bit of dread at letting them seeing that we had an infant. What if they steal my baby!
WTF is wrong with me? Nobody's going to steal my kid. Why have I turned into a paranoid nutball?
Also, how much longer can I sit here rocking DS in the k'tan before I totally break down and try to go to the bathroom with him attached to me, which will wake him up and make everyone very sad?
Also, where in the heck do you even buy a tube top? The 1978 store?