“What is her deal? Why does she always want me to take a nap? There’s no way I’m missing out… Uh-oh. Oh no you don’t. Back it up mommy. Don’t you dare lay me on this bed. Pick me up, pick me up, pick me up! For Pete’s sake, not the boobie! Get it out of my face, you wicked woman… (gulp, gulp) How… dare… you… (gulp, gulp) Must… (gulp) resist… (gulp) sleep… Zzzzzz.”
Baby JAR, every day, twice a day
The jars are currently irrelevant. It seemed like a solid theme in 2011 and I'm too tired to rethink it. Also, should I even have a blog in 2020?
