Ok, last night was not the best night, My youngest decided that he and the baby gnomes would strike up a conversation at about 4:00 AM. It was crying, It was him just yammering away…with the Baby Gnomes. I go in and he is side ways in the crib, bumper laying across his body and wearing his blanket like a turban. He looks up at me with a smile like he is saying “ Woooo Pops!! I didn’t know the gnomes invited you!!! Welcome to the party!”
Needless to say I’m a little tired.
My Oldest had soccer last night, he did great, although I worry that he has my balance issues. Anyway…back to the grind.