I am not tired because I did not sleep. I did. Well, sleep. Nora woke up at 3 and I slept through it so Joe took care of her. She sleeps pretty awesome considering she is a month old. I am exhausting because of a certain 3 year old. This morning got off to a great start. Both of my kids were in a great mood. Nora was playing nonstop. Mac was running amuck. Then Mac got a little too much. He kept Nora from going to sleep. Nonstop whining and fussing and yelling and flinging his body around (which doesn't sound like a big deal until he flings his big ole head into the entertainment center). Around 11 oclock I had hit my threshold. Nora was fussing big time because she was tired but every time she would go to sleep Mac would do something. I fixed Mac an early lunch and then gave him an early naptime. By that point, Nora had reached HER threshold and there was not much that I could do to make her feel better. About the time that I got her to sleep, someone decided to knock on the door setting Bella off and waking Nora back up. I wanted to stab someone in the jugular. No joke. However frustrated as I may be, I look at these beyond adorable pictures and deep down I smile. They are just so stinking cute.
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