Wanna Know What I Won’t Be Doing Tonight?
Anything. Yup. I won’t be doing anything.
And why is that? Because this little boy, all 20-whatever pounds and ten-and-a-half months of him, kicked my ass today. Kiddo’s got a minor cold, nothing big, but boy oh boy was he a sad, sad little fella. And what do sad, sad little fellas need? Their mamas. And how much do their mamas get to eat? Very little. And how much do sad, sad little fellas weigh when they finally, finally drop off into sleep after an hour of crying, exasperated face rubbing, and moaning? About a million, gazillion pounds.
Well, I guess I will be doing one thing tonight. And if you don’t think it involves chocolate ice cream and oreo cookies, well then you’re just wrong.
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