(also caught in a bad romance with an inbability to spell. sorry, second grade teacher)
Good morning, friends.
::yawn:: Is anyone else exhausted from a) watching the women gymnasts nail gold last night and b) putting their toddler back in bed 10 times per night? Just me? Okay, then.
We’ve been working on a “sticker-chart” for Harrison so that he gets a sticker every morning after he goes to bed well the night before. It’s a hit or miss and sometimes I can hear him arguing with himself in bed over whether or not a sticker is worth it. Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn’t. Kind of like marshmellows and going potty. I have yet to find this boy’s kryptonite without going bankrupt in the toy section of Target.
I’m a little grumpy today but I think y’all might forgive me seeing how its cloudy outside and all of my buddies are headed to NYC without me and my toddler woke up on the wrong side of the Cars II sheets this morning. Blessings for working on a campus with a subsidized Starbucks and free over-the-counter meds in the breakroom.
How are you caffeinating today? ::takes long, dragging sip of coffee::
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