Did I really compare giving birth to being as inevitable as Google Reader coming to an end? Yes. Yes, I did. The comparison doesn't make sense this morning but it made tons of sense last night as I was freaking out about having to switch readers.
Henry says, "Mom-mom is cray-cray."
Who the fuck taught him "cray-cray"?
Anyway, in case you got over my awful comparison, you might want to know that Feedly is working just fine for me.
This morning was another video visit nightmare. Recently Henry has decided to fully embrace his inner two-year-old stubbornness and he decides what he does and when. Sometimes he doesn't get to make those decisions and he is very unhappy about it. Last night when I started talking with him about getting hype about video visit with his daddy it didn't go so well. I slipped it into conversations a couple times. Yay! How fun! Aren't you the luckiest and happiest little boy?! Hoping that by this morning the hype would have sunk in. Nope.
The only thing that has made him happy since the video visit drama is cleaning the bathroom. So he's cleaning. And cleaning. And cleaning. Without pants.
Cray-cray, I tell you.
Oh. Must have been me.
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