sight isn’t always necessary

Meow. You’ve undoubtedly already seen this video, but sometimes when Connor’s being a huge punk, I like to look at it and remember the time when he was cute.

He’s still cute, I’m not being a crazy mom. Just a tired one, with a kid that keeps getting out of bed.

I have so much shit to do, and so little motivation to do it. And I’m really dreading tomorrow – I have to 1) wake up early to take Connor to preschool, 2) work all fuckin’ day, and then 3) spend the evening with Craig’s dad’s totally obnoxious and useless family, who will undoubtedly make me feel like crap, annoyed beyond comprehension, and wanting to shoot myself with anything mildly shootable.