Friday Confessional: It's Been A Poopy Day Already

It's Friday again.  And I'm in Utah again.  And I have a lot of confessing to do so let's get cracking!

I confess...

• I am TIRED! 
• So tired.
• Sleeping on a craptastic bed for two nights and then an air mattress for two nights isn't conducive to good night's rest.
• The beds up at the reunion were less than desirable.
• A mattress on top of a box.
• Not a box spring, but a wooden box.
• Charming.
• And I love LOVE staying with my Gramma, but that air mattress leaves something to be desired.
• Not to mention my little miss has decided that sleeping is for chumps.
• Party all night, baby.
• She's so cute that I do anything for her.
• Thus I am tired.
• My little buddy turns 5 in 3 days.
• I'm not quite sure how it all happened.
• But we went official school shopping for him on Wednesday.
• Got some clothes and shoes and socks and underpants.
• He's ready to go.
• I am not so ready.
• But I'm sure it will all be fine.
• Did I mention his birthday is on the first day of school?!
• Because it is.
• And that doesn't add any stress to that day at all.
• None.
• I have to bring cupcakes into his class.
• So it will be a special day for him.
• Ha ha I can't wait to make these cupcakes though.
• Angry birds.
• Shall be a fun little surprise for him.
• He does love him some angry birds.
• We may or may not be going to Lagoon today.
• I love Lagoon.
• But Lagoon and little babies don't really mix.
• Perhaps my momma can come with us and then I can ride the big kid rides.
• Albeit alone, but I will ride them.
• My hubby is not so fond of the rides.
• I can't get enough.
• How did we end up together you ask?
• The world may never know.
• But we'll see I guess.
• To Lagoon or not to Lagoon.  
• That is the question.
• It was a poop factory here this morning.
• We woke up to Ian with poo smeared all up his back.
• And Amelia promptly followed suit.
• Awesome way to start the day, no?
• *exhale*
• I love my life.
• No sleep, poop and all.