I didn’t spell check this post because it’s freaking THREE FORTY-FIVE AM, people, and I shouldn’t even be awake right now.
This is what I’m doing right now. Taking pictures of my 9 month old while she plays in the middle of the night. She’s been wired since 11:15 and I have no idea what is going on but THIS IS CRAZY!
She was being so loud that I had to leave the area to avoid her disturbing my husband too much more. He’s gotta fly in the morning and he certainly doesn’t need to be tired for that.
So, here I sit, waiting.
Waiting for her to get sleepy. Waiting for it to finally be bed time. And what do I usually do while I’m waiting for something? That’s right. I blog. So, prepare yourself for some serious middle-of-the-night blogging randomness.
Today… er… YESTERday, actually, I dyed clothespins using fabric dye. I’ll take a picture and post about the project I’m working on soon because I think it’s so very clever and awesome.
Note: I’m not saying I’M clever. I stole a clever project. There will be more on that later.
(Not stole in an illegal way.)
Second note. Or more a question really: Why is my baby awake and playing in my hair accessory drawer right now at close to 4am when she barely even has hair? Why?
And here is another question for you: How come when I’m up in the middle of the night for whatever reason I want to eat all the cookies? Or meat, depending on the night and what is most convenient and can be eaten without a plate. Cookies left out on the counter almost always win for convenience factor alone. Processed turkey is a close second.
I will be sleeping in tomorrow. Hurray for having helpful teenagers in the house.
Tomorrow night (tonight) Is our church’s white elephant gift exchange. I may be a Zombie by then but we must go because there will be free desserts. (I can’t remember if it’s one S or two. But I’m talking about the sugary confectionaries, not Arizona. Just to clarify.)
Wait: Can one become a zombie by not sleeping ever? I think you can. Zombies always look tired in the movies.
GOOD GRIEF I THINK I’M A ZOMBIE!
And Lucy is STILL moving along at wide awake speed. She is not concerned for my mental well being at all, apparently.
Kids these days.
I’m going to see if I can’t slow her roll with a little cuddling and rocking. Not that I haven’t tried that 6 times already, but maybe it will work the time.
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