Oh, this is going to be a fabulous day. (Does sarcasm come across on the Internet?)
Little Ryder was up and at ’em at five this morning, so here I am, a mere two hours later, already feeling like I’ve lived through half of the day. What’s the time? 7:11am.
I’m going to take a bath in caffeine and play with my son. Of course, at the moment is favourite game is “pull mommy’s hair”, so we’ll see how that goes.
And when he decides that he’d like to rest for a while, I’ll be back.