Ok, so George wakes me up with "dad? I gotta go poop... can you come and help..."
My dream adled brain works that out and staggers to the can... en route, I notice the clock... 8:20.
hmm... nice. good sleep.
It's a Monday. Sure I have a day off... but Geo is supposed to be on a bus at 8:50!
So it's all about getting dressed, eating breakfast, making myself coffee and making his lunch.
Ed, who I'm pretty sure is a cold blooded creature, sleeps in a pull-up still but wont wear anything else and kicks off his covers, wakes up and wants to come to the bus stop. "ED! No!!! You're not dressed and we don't have time... Wait here... I'll be right back."
So Geo and I march up the street to the little gaggle of "other parents" as my bed-head occurs to me... hahaha...
We made the bus.
I get home and Ed has his runners on and is standing in the garage. Note: I needed my big winter coat! Theres frost on everything.
Eds having a warm cerial as I type... :D
~ way too much face-fur ... need a shave, hell, need a shower.
~ I'll put on real clothes later...
~ to build Z's new computer this morning.
~ to go shopping for new frames for Z (with Z) this afternoon...
~ work on Christmas cards...
~ that I could express properly how happy I feel inside to have read about my friend kristylicious having such a great time this weekend!
~ that the two twenty-something girls on "The Wiggles" wore jewel encrusted thong bikinis... at least then I could stand to watch. :D
Big Hi and Good luck to my friend stephiechai who maybe... just maybe went into labour a little while ago... She's in Singapore so it's late monday right now for her... I hope and pray that all is well Steph.
k, Ed's calling... gotta go.
ps. things are good.