It's not like there's anything wrong with orange socks...they're just slightly off...a little strange...weird.
Around here, we've had a lot of leaky diapers. I'm inclined to blame my husband for an overdose of water before bedtime, but it's probably not his fault. For two nights now, diapers have failed, and so at 3 a.m. or so I'm trekking around with wet kids, wet sheets, wet clothes, crying babies, need more milk, need a new diaper, need a banana, no you can't have a banana, it's not time to get up, but I took a good nap....etc.
Orange socks. Orange socks.
Due to our lack of sleep, my son woke up at 7 ish this morning as opposed to his regular 5 ish. My body responded by blacking out in a sleep coma, so I'm not exactly sure what time it was because Derrick had to wake me up when he was on his way to work.
I made breakfast at 9 this morning. Weird.
Orange socks.
Q took this picture this morning. He insisted.
I burned the butter during this photo shoot. Shoot.
I am tired here. I have wonky eyes and frizzy hair. Please note the open cupboard, it's my signature move. You should see when I unload the dishwasher. Open, open, everywhere.
It drives Derrick crazy:
ORANGE SOCKS!
Guess who has a funky rash?
I'm taking him to the doctor today at 4. I think it's hand foot and mouth, because it's on the soles of his feet (along with everywhere else). The rash is faint and everywhere.
I am out of sugar, bananas, and milk. I can't go to the store because rash boy keeps napping. There may be a 2 year old riot if I don't get my hands on bananas soon.
Speaking of sugar, I had to put Sweet n Low in my coffee this morning. Ew.
I noticed that my hummingbird feeder is almost empty, and I wondered what would happened if I made hummingbird food with Sweet n Low instead of sugar.
Then I wondered why I was wondering about dumb stuff like that.
Then I wondered why we humans are okay with sweet n low, but we refuse to feed it to the little birds.
Orange socks I say!
The Wonder Pets are trying to save a unicorn today. Don't you just love educational television? Me too.
Usually Q is sleeping right now, but NOT today!
I feel like the floor is sideways, and I can't help but ask, "what's with today today?"*
Do you ever have days like this, where everything is orange and unicorn and you don't know what is going on?
