That used to be my motto when I had nothing better to do than go to class, drink beer at Senior Bar and be silly with my friends.  However, two kids later my motto has REALLY changed.

Madeline is 8 1/2 months old and has slept through the night maybe twice in her life.  In fact, most nights, we consider it a “good” night if she only gets up twice.  I’m so tired I can hardly stand myself.   Last night she was up every two hours, doing this insane grinding skwak, demanding Mommy.  Only Mommy. I don’t think it would be so bad if I wasn’t working full time, but geez kid, have pity on your poor Mom.

I suppose this could be blamed on a number of things….her cutting 4 teeth at once and having a cold, plus having Uncle Keith visiting adds a whole new air of excitement to our house.  I am really tipping off the cliff of total insanity at this point however.   I just don’t care what her problem is, I just want it to be fixed so I can sleep.

Ok.  Better.  It felt good to get that off my chest.

Anyway, like I mentioned, Keith is in town for his annual mid-summer visit.  When he arrived Monday, the girls and I went to the airport to pick him up.  When Claire saw him she did a running leap into his arms and gave him a huge hug.  It is so adorable to see how affectionate she is.  We are having a blast with him around — just chilling out mostly.  We don’t have much planned for the visit except a trip up to South Haven for a few days next week, and an awful lot of sharing good meals and good conversation together.