Mar 3 - 9

So Thursdays and Saturdays are the 2 days I get to sleep in. All the other days, I have to be on the road by 6:30 AM to beat the traffic on the drive from Loomis to FlapJacks. So Thursday, I wake up to use the restroom a little after 4 AM. Cooper sleeps on our bed, and when I got back in bed, I must have woken him up because I heard him jump off the bed and go somewhere. I knew it was not good, but I was too tired to care. About 5 minutes later, my wife gets up. She walks into the bathroom, and I hear, 'COOPER!' What were you thinking that you did #1 and #2 on the floor? Now, of course, we are wide awake, but my wife cleans up the mess and goes back to bed. We are now all back in bed when Phoebe starts growling that she now wants out. Ok, so now I have to let her out, and by the time we are done, it is after 5:00, and now, of course, everyone is wide awake and wants to play. Ugh.

Feb 24 - Mar 2

Ok, so I have decided that since I am officially old, I no longer need to wear matching socks, mainly because I no longer have any matching socks.

In my heyday I was the sock matching king, but now with Pheobe eating all the socks, those heydays are gone. The funny thing is that she only eats one of the matching socks. If she ate both, it would be a lot easier, but it is like “I don’t want to chew socks that are a match, because the second sock, would be old news. I want to chew a new sock each time.”

Consequently, I have no matching socks, and my dreams of going to the sock matching hall of fame are over. I guess I need to go back to bussing tables, I think I still have a chance of reaching the bussers hall of fame.