Hi there...well, what better to do at 3am than blog and post pictures, right? I can't sleep...oh, the irony of it all. I had a mocha this evening, and I guess it has a bit of caffeine in it, so I am paying the price. I might need another one in the morning!!
These are some pictures of the snow around here...it sticks to everything, and stays, because there is very little wind. We drove around on Sunday and took pictures of snow on posts, trees, etc. :) Great entertainment. I said to Tyler "we've gone postal!" haha.
And, of course, our sweet little boy...who was very good today, but made up for all his angelic-ness tonight by screaming for an hour or so in protest when we put him to bed. Thus me leaving the house and getting a mocha and driving aimlessly around Fort Nelson and doing some retail therapy at the grocery store (for lack of anything else being open) while Tyler stayed home with babe. I couldn't handle the crying...I think it has a direct line to my brain/will...like one of those red phones you pick up and are immediately connected to...whatever...taxi, Batman...
Anyway, he's sleeping now, and probably going to want to eat in about half an hour, so I am having a hard time resigning myself to go to bed. For half an hour? If it were not so counter-culture, I would seriously consider adopting a nocturnal lifestyle, or perhaps just one of naptime/waketime, peppered with eating-time. It works for him...
These are some pictures of the snow around here...it sticks to everything, and stays, because there is very little wind. We drove around on Sunday and took pictures of snow on posts, trees, etc. :) Great entertainment. I said to Tyler "we've gone postal!" haha.
And, of course, our sweet little boy...who was very good today, but made up for all his angelic-ness tonight by screaming for an hour or so in protest when we put him to bed. Thus me leaving the house and getting a mocha and driving aimlessly around Fort Nelson and doing some retail therapy at the grocery store (for lack of anything else being open) while Tyler stayed home with babe. I couldn't handle the crying...I think it has a direct line to my brain/will...like one of those red phones you pick up and are immediately connected to...whatever...taxi, Batman...
Anyway, he's sleeping now, and probably going to want to eat in about half an hour, so I am having a hard time resigning myself to go to bed. For half an hour? If it were not so counter-culture, I would seriously consider adopting a nocturnal lifestyle, or perhaps just one of naptime/waketime, peppered with eating-time. It works for him...
Who would believe that such a darling boy could drive his mom to drinking **mochas** and roaming around the grocery store at night.
Ah, good times. The pics are beautiful. I know what you mean about having to get out of the house sometimes. I've done the same thing myself :)
SB
I appreciate the pics! He looks like such a little boy! I can understand the need to get away from that crying though!!! Good luck with bedtime routines!
Wow- the "direct line" thing is a good way to put it- I know exactly what you mean!! I also love the title of this post- you are something else, M- hilarious:)