I guess I can't pawn the craziness I referred to last Tuesday on to my family. My brother-in-law, Dren, gave Savannah this t-shirt for her birthday last week.
("If you think I'm crazy, you should see my mother.")
He bought this before my post. I guess my reputation precedes me.
Looking a little cocky, aren't we, Dren?
Or is that fear I see???
On another, happier note...
Ziggy, Sarah's beloved stuffed zebra/cat mutant that she can't sleep or breathe without, went missing for a few days. She found it somehow, somewhere today. No one knows where Ziggy was hiding.....or why. He/She/It is filthy, so I don't think I want to know. Maybe Ziggy just needed a little quiet time. You know, a moment to ponder life's deepest questions without a toddler twirling her tail and gripping her neck so hard the stuffing falls out.
All I know is we'll all be sleeping more sound tonight.