Of runny noses and sleepless nights.

I woke up this morning feeling like my head was on the verge of exploding, looked next to me at my wide awake 5 month old and wondered how he got into my bed. Oh yeah, after the 8th time of him waking up in the night, and me tripping over the dog for the 5th time, and trying to fall back to sleep with Matt's snoring, I gave up.

Wyatt and I are sharing a head cold. It's convenient. We both sleep like crap and the cycle is never ending. Matt doesn't wake up in the night (ever, he claims he just 'doesn't hear him'). I'm on the verge of hiring a night nanny.

On a happier note, my girl isn't sick (knock on wood) and she's been in a good mood today.

Probably because I've been giving her an endless supply of Toy Story fruit snacks, but you do what you gotta do, right?