i was rude.

i was rude to the sean around 5:30am this morning.
dang it.
i was so tired.
lame excuse.
i was annoyed that kinz was fed and changed, but unable to keep her Binky in.
so what did sean do?
yell at me and roll over to sleep?
nope.
"you're being really rude, and it's annoying." (sean)
of course, like any mature adult i replied, "well you're annoying me too."
"what am i doing?" (sean)
"i don't know, you just are."
(b/c he wasn't doing anything, i just wanted to be bratty)
so he gave me a kiss, picked kinz up, and rocked her in the recliner until 6:30am.
luckiest girl on the block.
both of us.
and then i grovelled this morning and gave him a REALLY big smile.
he smiled back and gave me a kiss.
i think i got off too easy.
which makes me want to try harder to NOT be rude tonight.
b/c being rude is lame.
especially b/c you are tired.
...
in other news...
LA LECHE ESTA!!!!!
after 3 years of high school spanish i'm pretty positive i am not saying that grammatically correct, but you get ma' drift.
right?
i completely forgot how many diapers newborns go through.
the pork loin stayed in 1 diaper for 7 hours yesterday purely b/c i didn't even think to change his.
in my mind i felt like i had changed it.
note to self: when newborn poops, wait 5 min. b/c 9 times out of 10 there is more on the way.
we are officially set up for skype, and i officially have no clue what i am doing.
also, ann geddes called.
we told her thanks, but no thanks.