I have terrible pop songs stuck in my head. Mike made Molly her own file on Spotify. At least she's not watching as much tv. I guess. I did finally find some batteries for the camera, so I should be able to get a little work done. I have to figure out that whole Gimp thing though, which is a long story and probably really boring. I am super tired today because someone is teething. And I had forgotten about it and I couldn't figure out why he would sleep in my arms but scream bloody murder as soon as I put him down at one o'clock this morning. And thenhe wanted to eat at five in the morning. But here he is still beautiful.
That's my boy!
I know, I know. The doctor told me already. They don't teeth until six months. Trust me; he's teething. Well, I guess I will turn the Star Trek Voyager on and try to do some knitting.