Friday Confessional: I'm pooped!

It's Friday again! Wow where the crap did the week go? Sheesh!
Well, let's get this over with, I've got a million things to do!!

• I have literally been working on baby shower stuff all week long.
• All week.
• I'll be done soon, with not a moment to spare.
• It's coming together quite nicely.
• I'm way excited about it
• As if you couldn't tell.
• I'm going overboard
• I always do.
• And I love it!!
• I took my kids to Ikea this week.
• Thats a good way to get everyone to take a nap
• including me
• For as exhausted as we all were when we got done, I may as well have taken them on a trip to Sweden.
• What is with that place?
• It sucks the life right out of you.
• And the money.
• But, ironically, it doesn't suck at all.
• It's pretty freaking awesome!
• Ikea.
• Someday my living room will look like a catalog page.
• I think my circus is about to drive my poor Gramma crazy.
• She'll probably be so glad when we're gone!
• My kids are crazy!
• And I'm right there with them.
• I've destroyed the basement with shower goodness and sewing machines and thread and ribbon and pins and fabric.
• Yeah, poor sweet Gramma.
• My three year old woke us up this morning
• holding my husbands phone.
• He said Gramma Coles was on it.
• She was.
• He called her.
• All by himself.
• Because he couldn't turn on the TV.
• And he called my husband's work.
• And my dad.
• He told me that my dad was nice and he has a cold.
• I told him that was Papa.
• Then he got excited that he had called papa all by himself.
• We're probably the world's best parents.
• For real.
• I gotta go sew.
• I'm almost done!!
• And tomorrow's a big day!
• YIPEE!!