She likes to look at herself on the iPhone screen, saying, "Hi. Hi. Hi." If that's not the cutest thing ever, I don't know what is. Maybe Zinashi's photobomb?
Just checking in. Can't figure out if I want to eat a thousand brownies (okay, maybe more like six or seven, a dozen if they're small) or nothing at all. I've got to get through a mountain of laundry and make a grocery run, not to mention clean up the house so it's not entirely unsanitary. I'm ready to get this surgery done, tired of feeling emotionally drained before it even happens. Three more days, and then I'll be counting on you all to breathe for me while she's in the OR.
Back to the laundry. Maybe you should start breathing for me now.