I'm exhausted, simply worn out. I'm supposed to be working on my church stuff for tomorrow right now, but I had to take a break. I spent a good chunk of the day shopping for L's birthday tomorrow. Yeah, I'm doing the last minute thing because I just haven't had time to get it done after work this week. I left Rob at home with the kids since it looked like it was going to storm. It was hard to figure out what to get L since the only thing we know she likes is Spongebob, and there is only so much that I want running around my house. She's go several versions of him already and her bed is plastered with his ugly mugshot. I wandered all over several stores for hours. I got her some clothes, a Dora the Explorer play house, a doll stroller and supplies, and a dress up doll with some outfits. I hope she likes her gifts, and maybe she will play with them instead of Fuzzy's teething rings which she seems to always get a hold of somehow, someway. I have a cute personalized iron on transfer that I ordered to make her a shirt for tomorrow. But this afternoon I just confirmed that we have been misspelling her name the whole time we've had her. We just got copies of her birth certificate and social security card. So her shirt is wrong. I guess it's the thought that counts. Ughhhh.
Rob was able to get the cupcakes to the daycare Friday so L was able to celebrate with all her little friends. And he did a good job taking pictures since I couldn't be there and taking pictures is usually my department. We will meet up with L's mom tomorrow so she can spend some time with her too. Hopefully we can do that right after church so that once I'm home I can put on my slippers and lounge pants and chill out with my family.
Lord, please let Monday just be a lazy day without any drama. I need some rest.