My life is really busy. I've got two little boys (no, I don't wish I had a girl) and a Gus (puppy), all of whom slobber on me, wrestle with me, accidentally pee on me, and fill my days with endless laughter and joy. Ohh, and dirt. My issue isn't whether this shirt goes with those pants; it's which shirt hides more signs of boy. It's the life of a girl surrounded by truckloads of testosterone seeking a little perspective and the occasional opportunity to pee on my own.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Super Tired Big Brother
This would be after Jake announced he was done with me staying at the hospital, while we were begging out for early discharge (which they gave us), and about an hour before overtired big brother puked all over momma and little bro.
Anyone wanna guess how thrilled I was that I said yes to coming home early?
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