I've been in bed by eleven for TWO nights running, and I'm feeling much better. Which, believe it or not, is a whole lot earlier than one o'clock.
With this on it:
Cheer! Yay! Jump up and down! Hug Hubby!
It's going to be two to three weeks before it gets here. How can I ever wait that long?
*The title is a quote from a Jungle Jam episode where one of the characters sends off for a pogo stick using box tops from cereal. You know how those offers always say to wait "six to eight weeks" for delivery? Well, Jean-Claude the flying squirrel waited sixty-eight weeks.