There, I said it. Call the poh poh on me. I don't care. It's almost 11 and she's acting a fool. I've been up since 5 am. I'm tiiiiiiiiii-erd shooo. I wanna just get in my bed and knock out. My nice, comfy, bed.
While Martin sleeps, I have to be here lolly gaggin with my 11 month older.
Go the eff to sleep.
Now she's steady playing with the hologram mobile and her night light. Girrrl, go to sleep. I'm going to knock out before her, watch. Ay Diosito santo.
Oh and her birthday is right around the corner. I don't wanna do anything. I hate planning parties. But I guess I have to. Noooo
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