Laugh a little, eh?

It’s 3:17 a.m. I’m blogging?

Any mom can understand long nights with a baby. Baby? My son is almost 18 months old, practically a little boy. So why am I up right now? Wellllll, it seemed as though that orange slurpee at Target last night was a little too much too late. The Great Flood just overcame my son’s crib.

Going back to bed. That’s what you do. After a few months as a mom you’ve been able to train your mind and body to turn on and off in the middle of the night. You know, just like a light switch. I like to think of it like a super power.

Yesterday’s posts were somewhat heavy, huh? Well to bring a little comic relief, enjoy a few of my favorite someecards.


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