Man, I've been tired lately. This is my side of the bed, and it is basically all I've been thinking about. It seems as though I just lay my head down on my pillow, and it's time to get up again. Oliver can operate pretty well off of limited sleep, but I am a 9 hours of sleep a night kind of girl, who, incidentally, never gets 9 hours of sleep. I'm such a night owl, and Griffin is up by 7:30 or earlier. So, as with many, many other things in my life, I need to get this sleep thing figured out; if I don't, I'm just a walking zombie...or a grumpy zombie. Wait. Aren't zombies typically both walking and grumpy? Ok, so I'm just a zombie, period.
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