As a very tired five year old K fell asleep in our car one evening on the way home from dance, she softly said, "Daddy, I'm so sauceted." I'm pretty sure Anthony and I haven't used the word "exhausted" since.
And today, sauceted is exactly how we're feeling. On the way home from her third night in a row of two hours at gymnastics I glanced over and saw K fall into the window. I barely got her upstairs before she was out cold.
We are both very much looking forward to our day off tomorrow! Just school and a fun Lego event! What will we do with all the free time?
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