Ahhhh...the sweet, sweet feeling of being normal, if only for a few hours.
Last night, Kelly and I drank a bottle of wine, sat on the front porch, made cookies at 10:30 at night, stayed up until 11:30 and had a NORMAL, grown up time. We paid for it when Bailey was up to feed at 12:45, 4:45 and then again at 6:30...but who cares????
God, it felt good to be normal.
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Hey! I just wanted to let you know that I'm reading. I am a teeny bit computer challenged so I didn't realize how to sign in to read your blog. Doh! Anyway, Bailey is so cute! Thanks for letting me continue to read.
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