I can’t follow up yesterday’s post very well.
I am sitting here after a horror night with Riley (will those molars just crack already?) and my eyes are blurred. I have thrown a dressing gown on and am unsure when I’ll muster up the strength to take it off again, because that means I need to find clothes.
I can hear Keira playing with her electric toothbrush and I’m letting her because it’s giving me a moment of peace.
Otherwise, I’m sitting here pretty much with the vocabularly of an Ewok running through my head, “grub grub grub grub. Yuk yuk JUB JUB!”*
Yep, I’m that tired.
*My throat is feeling about as gravely as their collective voices too, so it’s not an exaggerated comparison.
