Sleep? What sleep? This boy kicks me in the ribs the moment he gets the feeling I'm drifting off to sleep. (It feels like a tickle in my side and I am so very ticklish) I don't blame him. He's just being a realist. I mean, that is going to be my life for the next 2 years at least isn't it?
And while we're talking about losing stuff.. Did you know it is totally possible to lose the TV remote anywhere between 2 and 4 times each day?
Oh yeah.
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