I feel like John Candy when I say that. I don't know why. Anyway, I really have nothing much to talk about this week. But I've observed this. I've been so exhausted and tried to sleep while Reagan played with her toys this morning, but the second she laid down for a nap, I'm wide awake.
This always happens...I'll be super-tired and begging her to sleep...then she goes down and pop! the caffiene has kicked in.
GRRR. So ironic. Now I feel like Alanis Morisette.