The girls and I met up tonight and drew names for secret santa. We had to Facetime the two out of town ladies but everything worked out. It's so nice to have such a solid network of friends even if we are split up over three states. A few of the in - town girls even hung out late and drank hot chocolate while we watched Elf and then caught the tail end of Carrie Underwood's horrible acting her The Sound of Music special.
I came home late and tired from being up all day and went to lie down in bed. Just as I snuggled in and got comfortable, I heard Luca vomiting up his dinner. After I forced myself to get up and clean his mess, I returned to bed thinking, "Well, thank God it wasn't IN the bed." Piper, who is typically not one to be outstaged, makes it her personal mission to enforce Murphey's law. Yep...she too decided to vomit her dinner all over my comforter.
I know this is God slowly preparing me for the hells of parenting. Adam is on duty, I'm exhausted and yet, I'm cleaning and doing laundry after midnight. I honestly have no idea how parents do it with such grace and poise.
Luckily my pups aren't seriously sick and are safe and sound, asleep, like the rotten brats they are, in the bed.
Maybe now I can get some rest...
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