boring.

It was a long 4 hour trip into KC on Friday. Jack was too wound up to relax. His little mind was racing with all of the fun and excitement he would soon be having with his cousin, Ava. Nothing would calm him down...not even the old standby: The Little Mermaid.

3 hours into it, I jumped on the internet to read Jim this blog post by my girlfriend, because she is hilarious and I needed some comedic relief after 3 straight hours of failing to be entertaining. It took roughly 2 minutes. By the time I finished, I realized that all was quiet in the back seat. I turned around to see Jack peacefully passed out. Success!

I immediately texted Laura to let her know that she was the answer to all of Jack's sleeping issues. She suggested that from now on, I sit outside his room reading her blog and he would soon train himself to sleep/pass out from boredom. I think this might be counter-productive, however, because I cannot read her blog without laughing out loud...and if Jack heard me outside his room laughing hysterically, my efforts might be counterproductive.

The next day, I received a text from my friend with the following:
“Just so you know, youre boring as shit too.”


Even distance cannot keep us, sisters in motherhood, from helping one another out. Thank you, Laura. And, you're welcome.