Some days it doesnt pay to get out of bed.
We were all up late last night for Derek's birthday. We had cake and coffee too late, he had presents he had opened and wanted to play with. I think he had a really nice day.
But this morning, oh the agony of this morning. We over slept. I opened my eyes to find the clock reading 7:41!!! We usually head out the door at 8:06!!! Derek wanted to ride his new scooter to school and we should have been on our way by 7:41 so that fact sent him in to hystericas. His day was ruined. He never wanted to ride his scooter again EVER. He couldnt chew and get dressed at the same time why was I being so horrible. Joy. Oh the Joy.
But it's Friday right? Weekend coming right?
And what does it mean when you dream that your friend put in a golf course in theri back yard and bought an orange car?