If you need me, I'll be sleeping

I'm a big fan of naps.  They are so underrated. I usually set aside at least an hour a day for naps (because I'm selfish).  Lately though, I need at least 2 hours, and sometimes 3.  Three hours!  Even still, I'm yawning up a storm and tired way down in ma bones.

I blame it on the fetus, and also switching to decaf.  It is kicking my ass, people.

News

I almost hesitate to post this since it's so early, but I can't imagine keeping my mouth shut for another month.  We're very happy, but I don't think anyone's more excited than the kids.

Good times

Our morning breakfast ritual goes a little something like this:

Child: Can I have some PEZ?

Adult: No. How about an orange?

Child: No. Can I have some chips?

Adult: No. How about some cereal?

Child: No, I'll take some jellybeans.

Adult: No. What about toast?

Child: Nutella toast!

Exasperated Adult: No! Butter toast!

Child: No. Just give me the bag of sugar, and a spoon.

I'm thinking of sending them to the dry-oats-and-tepid-water bootcamp.

I hope I'm not dooming myself to failure

I ordered our seeds. We are going to do a garden this year, come hell or high water.  I hope I didn't order too much -- I tried to stick with things that seemed pretty easy.  I held off on bell peppers, as I thought that was too ambitious for our first try.  So, I got:

• bush beans
• broccoli
• carrots
• chives
• lettuce mix (two different kinds of romaine)
• squash/zucchini mix
• cherry tomatoes
• regular tomatoes
• strawberries
• potatoes

It sounds like a lot. I'm fearful that I may have lost my mind.

Growing

Dude, that wheatgrass is out of control.  That stuff grows crazy fast.  This is only the fourth day:

Unrelated, Charlie makes weird faces all the time, which completely crack me up.  Check out the face she made when I asked if I could take a picture of her:

What the hell, right?  She's also learned how to stick out her tongue at her sisters.  She's definitely a character.