So you want more poop stories? Liam used to scream the entire time we changed his diaper, but now he mostly does this. There, end of stories. You are welcome.
Bill asked me what I wanted to do this Saturday and I just sat there staring blankly off into space. It turns out that what I really needed to do was sleep. Bill made us a nice bacon, egg, and hashbrowns breakfast and then Liam started snoozing in his swing so I proceeded to pass out on the couch. 20 minutes later WAH WAH!
Ouch, a 20 minute nap. That hurts worse than not sleeping at all when you are that tired. So we ate lunch and then tried again only this time Liam wouldn't sleep. I laid in bed with him and he started to snooze so I think I got about an hour and a half of restless sleep. And that was my day.
I heard that the woman who wrote the Twilight vampire series of books actually conceived of the idea while being sleep deprived from having colicky babies. Bill is hoping I have similar grand visions and that we strike it rich. Last night I dreamt that I was supposed to go to the day spa with my sisters-in-law over the holidays but we found out it cost $20,000 so we couldn't go. They were going to take their kids to Target for shopping instead so I was going to go for a walk. I don't think that would make a good book series, I better get less sleep.
Liam hasn't quite taken to the chair his auntie Erin got him. He looks cute in it though! Tonight we are eating pizza and watching the Star Trek movie, if I can stay awake. I hope I feel better tomorrow because this week has sucked for working out and this 20 pounds isn't going to lose itself.