It is midnight and here I sit eating a fudge pop.
The people above us are slamming the patio door.
It is right above my head in bed.
They are smokers.
I think they smoke all freaking night long.
I wish they were pot heads so at least they would sleep.
I still haven't set off a blow horn yet.
I'm thinking about getting a pbj as well.
Might as well eat if I am going to be up.
Yep, we had a good dinner.
Lasanga, broccoli and freshly made biscuits.
I just can't seem to get full when breast feeding.
I'm sure she is wondering when her next meal is.
Girl likes to eat.
I think she would have taken a big bite of my piece of cake today.
Each bite I would take, she would suck as if she could taste the yummy pink icing.
Helping Mommy with the laundry.
She is the laundry helper around here.