Right now it is 9:37 pm and Emeline is chattering while she wanders around the living room and the rest of the family is in the tent. Where I am supposed to be. It is hard to bring myself to sleep in a tent when there is a perfectly good bed a few feet away. Therefore, I am stalling.
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That was me--stalling. Sigh, I can't stall any longer though. Emeline won't go to sleep out there without me and for some ridiculous reason I can't put my finger on, I feel it necessary to try to get her to sleep outside for practice for next weekend when we go on our first official backpacking trip.
Yeah. I mean . . . YEah. Oh wait, Tim might read this. I mean YEAH!!!!!! YAHOO!!! YEAHAW!!! I LOVE sleeping on the ground!!
Now I'm going to go out in the tent. Sigh.
2 comments:
Dude...you're going to try and rough it with three kids and you didn't even THINK about inviting me???? Do you think my family status as official babysitter means NOTHING!?!?!?!!???? I see how you are. Thats it then. I'm calling this title off. No more ms. babysitter for you!
Yeah, my heart would be broken except when was the last time you babysat for me? Big talker, betty crocker.
However, you are my darling little Louisa Lou so of course you are invited if you want to go backpacking next Friday.
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