Easily Confused

Things are kind of hectic around here lately. Last week, we decided to consider Greeley a really, really big girl and kick her out of our bed at night. She's been moved to the girls' room and her own bed in the bunk bed arrangement. Um, she still nurses at night though. That means I actually get less sleep now that she's- wait, I need to count on my fingers- twenty months old than I did when she was six months old.

Secondly, I know you're all sick of hearing about my new dog. Too bad. I love how clean my floors are. Just this morning, Greeley dumped an entire Strawberry Shortcake glass full of milk on the coffee table in the family room. I went running for the towel to clean it up, when it slowly dawned on me. This is exactly what my new dog is here for!! "Here Cady. Come here puppy. Have some milk." (Although, I suppose if you have dog germ issues, you might want to avoid touching any surface in my house for a while.)

In summary, I'm slightly sleep deprived and trying to keep track of a baby at night and a dog in the house. Sometimes I'm easily confused and mix things up.