Shhhhhh

Just rescued the C-dog from his crib and have him on my chest trying to sleep.

But every three minutes he pushes up and says “yabba dabba doo!” (or something) and points at Mallory with a smile behind his paci.

Mallory needs to sleep until like 11a to recover from how grumpy she was last night. I guess I get to wake up for the day and take my noisemaker downstairs.

Go BLUE!!