I really can't stand people that complain that they are tired. I mean, if you are so tired go to bed earlier, wake up later, take a nap, have a latte, don't you know that they make sugarfree Redbull?
Don't complain to me, cause I honestly think less of you now because you are saying that you are "so tired". However, I must say that it is 9pm and I am ready for bed!
It all began this morning at 5:09am. Reagan did a little half whiney/half sleepy cry from her crib, that woke Molly. I layed their on my back, in perfectly still motion, barely breathing; so that Molly might go back to sleep for just a few more minutes. I managed that for...welll..not long, then Molly really started whining. I think that she could sense that I was awake and wanting to take her outside. Normally, this is Tony's wake up call, but he was at work (lucky bastard). Not wanting to actually awake Reagan from her half sleeping/half whining, I let Molly out of her cage and we creepily tiptoed into the hallway(where we have the creakiest hallway in the state of Illinois). After about seven really loud, creeky steps, we managed to make our way outside without waking up the 14 month old! I stayed outside with Molly for about 15 minutes, while Reagan half whined and half slept (according to the baby monitor). Finally, it was 5:45 and Reagan was having a little conversation with herself, so I guess it was wake up time.
Molly chasing her rock at 5:30am.
Since Tony worked nights, he was home when I got home from Camp. (Oh goodie...) I had intended to get some laundry and cleaning done before I went to pick up Reagan, but I never feel as productive when Tony is home. (He's distracting, becasue he always wants to do fun things and that sounds better then doing housework). Today was not an exception, so instead of cleaning or doing laundry, we took Molly to the St. Charles Dog Run. ( I think Tony forgot that he just took her their yesterday...he's a little off with the whole working at night thing). It was a great day for taking her, not too hot and not too cold. We were a little disappointed that there was not any dogs there, but I guess some people have to work at 2pm on a Tuesday...losers! Molly had followed a dog that was playing in the water the day before, but we weren't sure if she would go in alone. We found a little spot by the water and she went right up and took a little drink (we highly discouraged this; didn't she know that there are dead bodies in there?). Unlike Ellie, Molly went right in and started swimming. We threw in some sticks and she was having a grand time retrieving them. Of course, we made sure to keep the leash on her, in case she went too far. And I know you are wondering who got to wash the dead bodies off of Molly when we got home...yep...me! Tony really wanted to, but he had to go to the dentist; how convienent!
Molly drinking up the river????
On a personal note, I think that I have decided that I want to set a new goal of writing a book. No, it will not be about this blog, but perhaps a children book of some sort. Of course, I won't be doing it for the money ( unless someone wants to give me millions, that wouldn't bother me that much). I think that I actually want to do it so that when people ask me why I am not working for my National Board certification that I can say "I'm really busy and TIRED, from writing my book".
Reagan and Grandma Baba
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