At least once a day I try to convince Ness and/or Callie to kiss the baby (i.e. lick my stomach - wow, this sounds so much grosser now that I've typed it out. ANYWAYS.), and at least once a day they look back on me with these expressions that say, "What. the. hell. We've never licked your stomach before. Why would we start now?"
And yet, I continue to try.
(p.s. this post brought to you by exhaustified Mary Frances, who has officially been working on this Greek paper for thirteen hours. Vomit.)
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Oh, Mary. You are adorable. Also: you can do this paper! It will be over soon!
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