Dec 13 2006

Pictures. Ummm… No. If I put up the picture I have I just might cry. I don’t need to get started on the crying today. I still have work to do.

Speaking of work, it is unfair and harsh. I think that sums it up rather nicely. I’ll go back to eating my m&m;’s out of my tiny paper cup now.

Cole had a rough night last night. I may have yelled OMIFUCKINGGAWDLETMESLEEP! at some point, and it wasn’t because of John, if you know what I mean. It seemed like every time I got Cole to sleep and tried to roll over to perhaps close my eyes JUSTFORAFUCKINGSECOND, he would wake up again. Of course.

So I’m tired. And work is unfair and harsh.

But at least I wasn’t the one fired today! HA! How’s that for a silver lining?

I tried to get my revenge on Cole by taking him to get the second half of his flu shot today (doing almost anything to keep my kid alive and healthy does SO equal revenge. Because.), but it didn’t work. He was utterly unfazed by the entire experience. Cole: “Um, Mom? Sooooo bored by this right now. Ooh! Band-aid! Okay. Bored again.”

I’m not kidding- not a tear, not a whimper, not even a sticky-outy-lip. I didn’t get to use any of my extensive cuddling, gently-wiping-tears-away, and kiss-make-better skills. SO. BUMMED.

He’s such a tough kid. I love him so.

(I’m so scattered it’s not even funny. I think I’m just being held together by my pantyhose at this point.)