The Piffle Lecture

The bad news: I burned some bacon. But bacon is a small price to pay for…not…death.

Jubilee is cutting her two top front teeth. This has translated into a less-than-lovely series of nights for me. This morning I was ready to cry from fatigue and back pain as she woke up after just having gone back to sleep. My baby says “Don’t think of the time change as an hour more to sleep, think of it as an hour earlier to get up!”

Oh an amusing note, this sleep deprivation has also given me a hilariously forgetful brain. So far, I have yet to lose the baby. But I’ve lost other things several times. My camera and phone are the main items of misplacement.
Us on a date.
The tooth girlie.