And not because of the baby. Entirely.
Brett decided he wasn't tired and played his guitar until 1:30 A.M. when I booted him out of the bedroom.
Then Chloe woke up every hour to eat. Which is FABULOUS, considering the more she eats, the more she poops, the more bilirubin she gets out of her little system, the sooner I can smother her with my kisses and never put her down.
*Yawn* But I am tuhiiiiiired this morning. Morning? Well, practically morning...at least for another half hour. I wish I could abuse caffeine right now...smack it around a little bit...show it whose boss...
Anyone wanna go get me a fountain coke and three hundred donuts?
The kids, thank heavens, are blissfully playing out in the new sandbox my dear plays-his-guitar-at-all-hours-of-the-morning husband built for them. Though, I'm not enjoying the bucket loads of sand I'm finding all over the house. Anyone have any ideas how to avoid that little side effect? Hose 'em down before they come in? Sick the blower on 'em? Vacuum them? Everything is all grainy...
Kelly *YAWN* Out
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2 comments:
Weston loves our sandbox too - and yes I usually hose him down before he comes in...or just roll him around in the grass a little bit! And OUCH - sorry about that episiotomy tear - yikes! So sorry!
I just make sure to brush them off really really good before they enter my home. Ofcourse you need to check their pockets because the sand will make it in there:) I LOVE our sandbox and so do the kids but it does come with a little more cleaning, however the little bit of sand in my house is worth the hour or two that they will spend out there. I'm so sorry about the tear!! I hope you heal quickly! And congrats again on the baby. Call me if you need anything!
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