You know how sometimes you think you’re so tired you can’t even move? Yeah, I’m more tired than that.
This is what my living room looked like last night.
I spent the better part of my evening helping four little girls achieve a look that would make people in New Orleans say, “Well, that seems a little excessive”, until I finally decided to hide in my room and hope they didn’t dismantle the house piece by piece.
Finally around midnight I found myself in a bit of an ethical dilemma wondering if it would be wrong to give a healthy dose of Benadryl to other people’s children.
Oh I’m just joking.
Kind of.