T' Was The Night Before

The longest, hardest week of my new job, and the babies are SCREAMING. F thinks this is a good time to start ferberizing? Not sure what is going on up there but it sounds like they are being killed. Today was very very long. The graduation was over 3 hours long and it was bitch ass cold. MoJo behaved fabulously and they were not even able to enjoy (too young) the only good part, Conan O'Brien. From 10 am to about 12:50pm, every time they called some one's name to hand him/her a degree, J would say "D Watson"- it was funny. He has his Ken doll do a lot of clapping as well. I have a lot more to write but I need to think about packing camp bags, lunches, my pump paraphernalia and getting ready to be at work at 7:30am tomorrow. May the force be with me. May the babies sleep. And not forget me in my 11 hour absence tomorrow.