I wear my sunglasses at night

A few minutes ago, I sent J upstairs to check on C. This is how he found her. Totally asleep, all tucked in, wearing sunglasses. Cause, you know - who doesn't fall asleep with sunglasses on occasionally?

and F is my weird little buddy:


And if you're wondering why we have this gas mask - we just do. For a variety of reasons. So, if you ever need one - come on over. Its hanging on my laundry room door.

On another note: F was sitting on my lap and I was multitasking. He was talking to me and I was only listening a little bit. He said something about "burn on my finger." He held his finger up, so I just assumed with the 15% of my brain that was paying attention to him, that he needed me to kiss his finger better. So I did. It was only after I gave him an all-better-kiss that I realized he said "booger finger." And yes, I had booger on my bottom lip. Not awesome.