These numbers are not going to get you off of the island. I think they keep you trapped there.
at 8:30 last night I escorted G out of "mama's bed" and in to his own as he said, "I sink I may have poopy in my pants." it was a trial of letting him sleep with me while Ben is gone/here. It's his big sales conference so he is all but gone. He originally went to bed at 6:40. HOLY MONSTER BALLS YOU ARE INFRINGING ON MY SYTYCD DRINKING TIME. It was an event.
12:30 when M woke up the first time
2:00 when Ben came home
4:30 when M woke up
5:30 when M woke up to poop. Every. Single. Day. And he needs me.
6:00 when I have to get up to get dressed
6:30 M dawg up for the day
6:45 G up
in the middle of there I made some pancakes.
7:45 out the door to work and "school."
8:10 drive through at starbucks.
I need a nap. And a sister wife. And a trip to an island that doesn't know those numbers.