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Gah. I BETTER be PMSing.
After this weekend I'm thinking I want to hold off on the next kid. The next kid that won't be sleeping in my bed or sucking on my tit for years and years. (I say this now but....)
I think it's safe to say that Rutti is all better. She's been a crank-pot all freakin' day. I think it's also safe to say the terrible twos have started. Who knew anyone could get so mad when we won't let her dance on top of the coffee table?
And I'm grumpy because the goddamnmotherfuckingsonofawhore sweater I've been working on/ripping out since last March that I'm hoping will be wrapped up and under the tree THIS year is causing me problems. I gave up with the one pattern and started another and it's completely wrong. And I just want to finish it because I hate it but it's going to look ever so sweet on lil' miss cranky pants. Argh.
I should call Nanny 911. I wonder if she could fix my kid and my knitting?
After this weekend I'm thinking I want to hold off on the next kid. The next kid that won't be sleeping in my bed or sucking on my tit for years and years. (I say this now but....)
I think it's safe to say that Rutti is all better. She's been a crank-pot all freakin' day. I think it's also safe to say the terrible twos have started. Who knew anyone could get so mad when we won't let her dance on top of the coffee table?
And I'm grumpy because the goddamnmotherfuckingsonofawhore sweater I've been working on/ripping out since last March that I'm hoping will be wrapped up and under the tree THIS year is causing me problems. I gave up with the one pattern and started another and it's completely wrong. And I just want to finish it because I hate it but it's going to look ever so sweet on lil' miss cranky pants. Argh.
I should call Nanny 911. I wonder if she could fix my kid and my knitting?