Ok, maybe I am a witch...It's been a 12 hour day.
I was playing voicemail tag with a friend of mine. (We've known each other since, jr. high.) I knew that when I heard the message, and her grandbaby was saying call us, that I would wait until I thought grandbaby was in bed. Damn! I forgot they are in a different time zone.
I had the pleasure of starting the phone call talking to the 2 year old.
2 yr. old: Hello!
Me: How are you?
2 yr. old: lkj aig veb ub ub.
Me: Saying "Hey there Where is grandmom? " Me Thinking "Why aren't you in bed?"
2yr old: more unintelligible baby talk.
Ok, I won't take you through anymore of my painful phone call. Oh, except when she finally got on the phone she said (in her most proud grandmom voice) You got to take to "grandbaby"
Me: Saying "Yes, I guess he is getting to be a big boy." Me thinking "Yip(frikin)ee! Shouldn't he be in bed? Dammit!"
OK, I love them both...but I just wasn't in the mood.
Yes, I know you are thinking, "Shouldn't YOU be in bed?"
Thanks, I am going now. Sleep tight!