I am so glad it's Friday. Even though I don't have to get up and run out the door for work, Saturday's are sweet. DH gets up with the kids and still feels like he's sleeping in. And I get to really sleep in. I think my best sleep is between 6 and 9 am.
I woke up this morning with drainage and a scratchy throat. Of course. I'm supposed to sing Sunday. So I chugged a cup of benadryl and am hoping for the best.
Gotta get Baby out of bed. She's such a sleepy head. Wonder where she gets THAT?
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Our Wildlife Neighborhood
Our vacation day at the lake
Throwing rocks
Life at Home
Baby is reading a catalog
Reading can be dangerous
Something reminds me of Witchiepoo
The Cavalry has arrived!
Sunday Morning
You can't wear the helmets
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