It's overrated anyway...

Sleep that is. You would think being a mother of a 19 month old and a 1 month old, I would want to do nothing but sleep. But NOOOO here I am at 4:30 in the morning wide awake. Granted I am feeding my little man, but I should have been asleep before he even woke up for his 4 o'clock feeding. Of all the things my mother passed on to me genetically, she passes on the insomnia? Ok Ma, you could have given me some of that height you have!
With insomnia comes boredom. With boredom comes creativity. With that you get:





I guess I could have used the time wisely and worked on my novel some, but where is the fun in that? Time to burp the baby, so that is all for now.