Three nights of sleeping TEN hours each night. I'm not exaggerating. Up in New Hampshire with the girls, I had the best relaxing I've had in a year (since Costa Rica). The pouring rain, pounding against the leaves and encouraging the brooke to babble loudly, meant perfect sleep. I did make it to the Sandwich Festival and tried some fried dough. I also tried some lobster (loved it).
The trip was good. K & I are often like squabbling sisters sometimes. We pick on each other. I pick on her for sleeping and she picks on me for excessive fluid/bathroom stops. heh. And C plays perfectly nice to both of us. :)
Too much to do back at work. Why must we work?!
9:16:58 AM 
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