Tired

I’m going to take a minute to complain about a very first-world problem. Dave and I have always been people who experience things. It’s not on purpose – stuff just happens to us. That means life is always a wild ride, we have incredible adventures and never know what’s going to happen next. It always means we’re tired! Sometimes I just want to get off said ride and let my stomach settle, ya know? I’m submitting our photobook to the printer, and as I look over last year and contemplate this one, I just want to take a nap and become an accountant. Of course, that would never be a good for for me – but right now predictability and rest sound delightful! Sassy, please come home and take our baby for a night and more importantly the following morning. We need you.

Baby Deuce has a nursery, bottles, diapers, basic clothes, some toys, a sister, two eager and exhausted parents and a bevy of attendants waiting for him. So what does he do? Scares the pants off of all of us and doesn’t show. K says he’s behaving himself today. Go figure.

Considering our Saturday mornings NOT sleeping in are numbered, soon to be followed by mornings of semi-historical laughter while we joke about that vague memory of being rested, we’re hoping Tess is feeling very sleepy tomorrow…like us.

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  1. I wish I were there to capture Tess for the weekend. Hope you can hang in there for another week and we will be home for a while. You will be our first stop! Sending hugs and love ! Sassy

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