Claire didn’t throw up last night! It’s a miracle you guys. On Thursday and Friday night I shut her out of the bedroom so I could sleep without her barfing all over the sheets, but last night I didn’t and she only woke me up with her usual making biscuits on my head and NOT the ominous herk-herk-herk pre-barf noise.
I don’t even know. It was really hard to get her out of there too. Also, Taylor’s playoff beard is basically OUT OF CONTROL.
Symphony’s dessert on Friday night: cinnamon sticks, sugar frosting, chocolate ice cream, s’mores sprinkles. I KNOW. She had a nutritional dinner of pizza though, so it’s okay.
Me & my friend Harley. He belongs to my upstairs neighbor and he and Georgie are in love.
My main weekend accomplishment (although I also have some pretty sweet nails to show you guys tomorrow). More on this later…