Very very tired. Yes, this is going to be a rambling nonsensical post.
I'm ready for a looong nap. With a down comforter. In front of a burning fireplace.
I want to keep my hoodie on all day. All week. All year.
Fedor is amazing.
Best pound for pound fighter. Ever.
He did it again.
I'm afraid for the day that he loses.
Or maybe he will retire before then.
Chloe needs to stop growing.
She'll be a year old in 2 months.
How did that happen?
Is it naptime yet?