A Five Day Weekend

You read correctly, I will be off the next five days. I couldn't be happier. Peanut Butter and I will have to get some shopping done tomorrow, just Target and Groceries, unless old navy beckons us. I was going to get some pictures taken, but I'm going to wait and hope her nose clears up a bit. Friday we have the 18 month check up, hopefully no shots, but I can't remember. Saturday we have to be up at the ass crack of dawn to get the boy to his basketball tournament. I always have to get up an hour earlier than everyone else since I have to shower and then get the girl going. I hate that alarm clock on my days off. I swear I'm going to remember to take my camera this time. I have forgotten all year we'll be half way to where we're going and click, I forgot the camera.I found a picture that J took while Maggie wasn't feeling well, she looks so sad. Poor girl. She was weird today, she had to have her jacket all afternoon, I took it off after daycare and she carried it around and wanted it put back on. Later I hung it from her head by the hood, but she wanted it on again. She didn't take it off until J was getting her ready for dinner, she threw a fit. Her favorite PJs right now are these tigger ones. she get so excited when I pull them out. She actually screams in delight. It's hilarious. If they'd only keep her in her own bed we'd be great. Though the other morning I thought I overslept, I woke up and felt like I had gotten really good sleep, I looked at the clock and it said 3:30 and I said I still have another hour this is great. How is this possible the girl in our bed not pushing me and J not snoring at all? If only all nights could be like that. I love when I get really good sleep, no matter for what length of time it is. On that note, I'm going to try and get some, sleep that is.