Yawn...

The past few days, I've been a little more sleepy than usual. The first culprit would be that I spent the weekend with one of my BFF's and her family. They have the smartest/cutest kids. Period.

Take this one for example:

Notice the two phones? The flip phone is hers. It never leaves her side. Ever. I love that the play phone ranks right up there with the real-working phone. Oh to be a kid! And who doesn't love that punkin' shirt!

So that's culprit number one. We went on trip that invovled a lot of sleeping and therefore I'm more tired now because I don't get my daily afternoon nap.

Culprit number two involves this guy:

Yes honey, if you steal my phone and take really red closeups of yourself and change my wallpaper on my phone to be this face, I will post it on the web.

Anyway, two nights ago Chase woke me up with another one of his talking fits. This time poor Artie was caught in the crosshairs. I woke up to Chase being really excited and talking really fast and high pitched. He was saying "IT'S A LITTLE WESTIE!" while holding Artie in a headlock and patting the top of his head. The poor dog didn't know what to do and was giving me the 'Arms of an Angel' eyes in hopes that I would rescue him. Finally Chase let him go after some encouragement from me. He didn't wake up until Artie came back for a belly rub. He likes to exploit you like that.

So back to my YAAAAAWWWWNNNSS.