This was taken earlier today before I took the girl to daycare. I was in a mad rush because my alarm clock decided not to go off AT ALL this morning, bless it’s little heart. Also, I have been without my daily lattes for 4 days now (stupid #61, I shake my fist at you). Needless to say, I was a little on edge. So don’t let the cheese up there fool you.
Sometimes I feel like I spend all my time getting ready to go somewhere. Do you ever get like that? I sleep until the last possible minute, hop out of bed and rushrushrush until I somehow end up at work right on the dot. I just can’t help but feel that I’m missing out on something doing it this way.
Babies are just so precious in the morning… all warm, cuddly, and just plain happy with life. (I’m drooling right now thinking about it, by the way.) In that crazy hour before I leave for work I realize I need to relax a little. Just stop for a minute or two, breathe, and enjoy my daughter in her sweetest time.
Today of all days, I decided to give it a shot. I knelt down and started making a general fool of myself with my retarded faces and Maddie moo-moo-moooos. When she started doing this, it was all over:
I was late to work, but it was totally worth it.
P.S. Why am I noticing that obnoxious Warning label right now? Do I not put her in that seat every single day? Does that thing peel off? Must investigate…