a week where you wonder where it went and how it could be so long all at the same time.
I have the strangest grouping of annoying symptoms that are simply wearing me out. Just when I think I'm better, I'm not. And my strange kid is popping some weird teeth - he's most certainly not following any type of regular teething schedule (unless, of course, they are all about to pop at once and I'm just feeling a few random ones).
So we're all looking forward to a quiet weekend at home where the hubby can chase the peanut around and I can hopefully kick these germs' butts.
Ah...and now I hear the peanut waking up from his nap a good 45 minutes early. Oh, it's going to be a great afternoon.
TGIF
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I swear, they have some kind of sixth sense that knows the days when you REALLY need a nap, yourself. And they choose those days to go on strike. So not cool. Ah, the joys...
So very true. It's always just as you nod off that they decide it's time to play!
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