|walk a mile|
I talk about sleep an awful lot. I know, I know, I know: everyone’s tired, no one cares. But the thing is, if you are walking dehydrated across the desert, you do not spend a lot of time discussing the latest shoe styles. (I imagine.) (Unless there’s a kind of shoes you can drink from?) (Even if there are shoes you can drink from, there are none that make you less sleepy!) (Never mind about the shoes already.)
So anyhow. We have been sitting vigil with Eli’s about-to-break-through teeth for the last few nights.
If I say it that way, it sounds like we’re doing something other than being up late with a should-be-asleep baby.
Really we’re just being up late. With a should-be-asleep baby.
But if it’s teeth, the late bedtime will come to an end when the teeth break through. Which they will. Soon, I hope.
And then I will talk about something else.
So. Um. Seen any great shoes lately?