Seriously, I have been humming my version of this song ever since Christmas, because I cannot wake up from my holiday coma.
All I want to do is sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. And then wake up and eat leftover Christmas cookies. And then sleeeeeeeeeeep some more.
I think I've burned through all my mommy reserves. I had a 4-day weekend and spent the entire time present shopping or wrapping presents or supervising the unwrapping of presents or present assembling or enforcing present sharing. And don't get me started on the present playing. I got home from work yesterday evening expecting to park myself on the couch and instead got sucked into an hour-long bout of Sorry!, the game of sweet revenge. I was on Aidan and Owen's team. I will spare you the play-by-play, but let 's just say that "sweet revenge" is a concept best not served to three year olds.
I would love to provide a recap of our Christmas celebration with pictures, but frankly, I don't think I took any. Just imagine a weekend filled with a flurry of wrapping paper and you pretty much got it.
Anyways, I'm trying to hop back on my blogging saddle, which is difficult when you are still comatose. But here I am, hopping away. Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas! And thank you for all of the birthday wishes!