308 + 210 + 77 weeks
Some mornings I reeeeeeally wish I drank coffee. Like after a night of hanging out with a little boy who just wanted to snuggle from 3 to 5 AM. Or when a certain 4-year-old is already begging to curl her hair and watch a movie at 7:30.
We did curl her hair but I made her play with the mega blocks before turning on Little Einsteins. By them homeboy was awake, dressed, and sharing his smoothie with “Dooh.”
Just another bleary-eyed Monday with my little buddies. Here we go.