2. There are 577 unread emails in my inbox. I'm fairly certain that approximately 571 of them are spam, but I don't even have the time to delete them.
3. Chicklet is starting to shun Daddy when he gets home from work, just like Chica did around this age. She's a little uncommitted, though. Tonight, she greeted him with a hug and then shut him out of the bathroom for bath time.
4. Never fear. Daddy always wins them over.
5. Chicklet is definitely going through a Mama's girl phase, though. She just. Can't. Get. Close. Enough. :)
6. She frequently tries to sit on top of brother if he's nursing and she wants to claim my lap. And she's a persistent little bugger. She sometimes wins.
7. I have lost my Elf on a Shelf. And I don't mean forgotten him somewhere in some elaborately adorably setup. I mean I got him out of the Chistmas storage box, then stashed him somewhere quickly before the girlies spotted him, and now for the love of all that is holy, I can't find him. I'm so sad. I was planning to get a second elf because they're so much cuter when they can cause mischief in pairs. But I want to find my original guy--preferably now rather than in July when I'm opening up some random cabinet or box.
8. I wasn't even out of bed this morning before Little Man vomited on my hair and shirt.
9. And now, he's just spit up on the sheets I just changed an hour ago (and my shirt), before I've even had a chance to lay down.
10. I don't care (that much). Because his smile--and crazy hair--lights up my life.
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