Oh.my.god. I’m so tired I could collapse right here on the kitchen floor. But, knowing my luck, I’d whack my head on the counter on the way down and lay unconscious on the floor while the baby crawls around wiping poop everywhere and Avery draws on all the walls while eating roll after roll of smarties. Or something like that.
I have entirely too much to do. I am exfruckinghausted and there is nooooo sleep in my near future. We ran all.day.long and I haven’t even been home an hour. I was out all day with both kids (aren’t you proud? I am!) and then Avery had pictures taken by the river. Anyway, I cannot stop. I cannot rest. I cannot quench my thirst for the internetz (but I can for some adult beverages,) nor can I get my blog fix. The preparation involved with taking a family, including a baby, out of town is insane. Holy shit.
Hopefully, I will be able to sit down late tonight with the ol’ laptop and tell you guys a story… It’s a good one, too… I can always catch up on a little bit of sleep in the car tomorrow.