Me: Hey! I know! I’ll make plans! And a list!
Maura: AHAHAHA! Good one Mom.
Me: Oh come on, I can do this.
Maura: Yeah, we’ll I’m going to wake up at 2 am, walk into your room, ask for Spongebob, and then poke you while saying “Wake up Mom” until 8 am, when you give up and get coffee and are already done in for the day. Plans. Cute one.
Me: You’re lucky you’re cute, kid.
Maura: I know.
Me today:
Must be something along the west coast….Little Man (5.5 years old) came crawling into our bed in the middle of the night last night, probably around 2am. Unfortunately, I thought he was the dog and smacked him with a pillow when he climbed onto me. ::sigh:: Oh, and the baby was up a few times, crying and coughing and such. I haven’t even had coffee yet. For some reason, in my sleep-deprived mind, I thought I could go running. I don’t run. WTF?!
running? WHAT?