I'm tired. *yaaaaaaaaaaaawwwn!*
Seriously, I think I'm dying of sleep deprivation. My son is teething, therefore instead of sleeping he cries every night at 2:30 until 3:30. Its lovely.
I'm so tired right now that I bribed my six year old into trying to change the boy's diaper, they're wrestling with each other right this second.
Guess what though? We're going on vacation! My husband's sister is getting married next weekend, so we're heading home to Washington, to my heart's desire, to the most beautiful place on earth, to...freaking 102 degree weather!!
(side story: my kids are screaming at each other, so I told them all to stop YEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLIIIIIINNNNNNGGGG!! And held that for as long as I possibly could. They thought it was hilarious, but now I'm slightly lightheaded.)
Its sort of hard to concentrate at work getting ready to vacation, as I have visions of this dancing through my head:
Yaaaay! I'm so excited; I just may never want to come home!!