Yawn. Yup the time of this post is correct folks. It is night three with Tornado (yes, we still have not decided on a name but it is getting close) and it is 3:30 am and be glad you cannot hear the sound coming from downstairs. Tornado is howling/crying up a storm down there. Mama wants to let him sleep with us. No freaking way. Dog sleeps downstairs, we sleep upstairs. I know I am such a mean Dada but he needs to learn. Ugh! That sound, make it stop! Looks like another sleepless night in store.
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