Best Part of the Day-
My gushy little Liam and his soft, drool-laden cheeks. He now says "dank doo" to every single thing you hand him. It makes all who hear it do the same thing: pause with recognition and smile at how gol diggity dang cute it is to hear such sweet manners (more like regurgitating rote instruction) from a long-haired, wet-cheeked mini-boy. You are so welcome, love hound!
Worst Part of the Day-
Will-O slept all day and doesn't know why I am at my wit's end. He said "I think everyone should get 5 sleeping days a year...there's nothing wrong with that." Is that a year or a week? And do I also get 5 of these fabulous days per year or are mine doled out over a 5 year period? I strongly need to clarify.
That "breaking point" all my friends have warned me of is nearing. I may seriously lose it.
(Is it just me? Honestly, I can't think straight...)
2 comments:
It's not just you my sweet, i think it is long overdue that will-o get it together or find someone who can help him get it together :(
so sorry...
I thought he moved out. I got to stop readin this blog backwards.
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