Friday, May 21, 2010

What Day Is It?

With the number of cross-time zone meetings I’m having, it feels like Friday by mid-week, since I start each day twice – once at midnight, then again when Buster calls out, “Mommy, mommy, mommy!” between six and seven o’clock.

Based on tonight’s results, I think that I can handle a midnight-1am meeting, but 1-2am is too much. I’m groggy and just not sharp any more.

Bedtime, y’all. I leave you with some images of Buster conquering the stomp rocket.

4 comments:

Bob said...

He's so good jumping with both feet onto the stomp rocket launcher.

mayberry said...

oh fun. That looks like something only FIVE-year-olds could do.

Amber said...

1-2am just sounds inhuman. I hope that some more rest comes your way, soon.

Asianmommy said...

I think every child should have a stomp rocket. So fun!