Here's the thing about late night wake ups: you panic.
You think no one will ever sleep again.
Is time moving at warp speed lately? I've always felt like summers go by quicker than winters, but given that we still have snow in the forecast and I'm already feeling like time is slipping between my fingers, I'm a bit worried.
Take Easter for example. {How/When/What!?!?} Yeah, that pretty much describes how I feel about it. It came out of nowhere and then blew past me super fast. All of us being sick might have had something to do with it, or the fact that it was early this year, but WHERE DID EASTER GO!? Ever the practical one, I just decided that it was still here and took E's Easter pictures last weekend. Close enough, right? I'm not sure he was on board with the idea, though. Sure he humored me for a bit in the beginning, mostly because I was bribing him with puffs, but as soon as I tried to lie him on the ground he decided he was done. Oh well.