So tired.

Stupid, stupid week.

Wesson went to bed at 9pm, got up at 1am, stayed up crying until 3:30am. I am SO tired. It got to a point where I was laying in bed holding him, looking at my ceiling saying, "ARE YOU SERIOUS?!"

And then I texted Jon this morning saying about how and why I was so tired. His reply? "Ya, I know what you mean." REALLY?! You slept at your buddies house and watched Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. REALLY?!

Agh.

I'm going to punch everyone in the face today.

I'm sorry Jeannette!!

okay first of all at the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Second.... I'm sorry about the no sleep thing.... I didn't sleep well either last night.

Ya. The man is 24 years old and wears his TMNT shirt. He got Wesson a onesie with Raphael that says,"Don't mess with a ninja."

But no. He knows NOTHING about tired.

I need to stop. I practically smacked myself in my mind when I woke up this morning and rage filled my head. I was like..."He went to the movies last week. I haven't gone since IRON MAN 1 CAME OUT...in California...2 years ago." Grrr.

I hate my life some days.

I say you punch the next person walking next to you lol j/k
Just keep reminding yourself that the older he gets, the more sleep you will get. Until he hits puberty I'm sure . . . And I'm talking about Wesson, not Jon in case anyone was wondering.

Ya, Jon is a variable in that formula too.

I can't even tell you the last movie I saw in theaters.... but I can name 100 I've wanted to see!