the sick.

Henry has been sick.  I have been sick.  I can't remember the last time he slept through the night.  I knew last night might be rough because of the time change but instead it was rough because of the sick.  He woke up at 5:30 a.m.  That's 4:30 a.m. pre-time change time.  Ridiculous.  After pulling all the tricks out of my go-back-to-sleep-it's-way-too-fucking-early trick bag and nothing worked, we got up at 6:30 and I wanted to cry.  I wouldn't let him take a nap until around 12:30 when he was pretty much falling asleep while walking across the kitchen.  Hopefully tonight will be better because we are both exhausted. 

The weather was beeeeeeeautiful today.  We spent lots of time outside.  Went for a bike ride, which was all fun and games until his foot got stuck somehow under his little bike and then he refused to get back on the bike which sucked because we were a quarter mile from home and he just wanted to cry and would only move if he was carried.  By me.  But once we got home he was fine running all over the yard and the neighbor's yard.  Especially once the neighbor came out and offered him a cookie.  Hell yeah he'll take a piece of cookie and then the next thing I knew he had eaten the whole damn thing.  They were really good cookies. 

I decided I would go to bed early tonight because it's really later than the clock says because of the time change you know.  And yes, I know that's wrong and that it's really earlier because of the time change but wtf I haven't slept in days and nights and I.  Need.  Sleep.

The sick.  Tomorrow we'll be better.