Well, I woke up with Geo bonking my head and wanting me to go DO lego... this was at like 7:00.... I crawled out of bed and got downstairs and helped him choose to watch Spy Kids instead... then I promptly fell asleep on the couch until 9:00.
Ed was standing beside me in a pull-up... a steaming pull-up, if you get my drift... when I cracked lids at 9:00.
Then !! My dad called...
At 10:00 he picked them up and took them to the "club"... the Britania Yatch Club is a sailing / tennis club that my parents belong to... it's "The Grandchildrens Breakfast" day (?whatever?) and he offered to relieve us of the kids for that... so, Z is still a'bed... my throat feels like death... So... score! I'm going back to bed...
wearing
~ sweat pants... maroon sweatshirt...
planning
~ more sleep....
wishing
~ that my throat feels better by tomorrow... *
* chances of that are slim to none... but a boy can dream...