This Post Might Be About Cookies, No It's Not

So first and foremost, I have a baby in my lap. I am typing around her. It's a good time. IS this what people do? I guess so.

I finally got my camera charger back. My photo skills will be appearing soon.

I love the government. They are giving us some money back. It's a miracle. I can get all the toilet paper I need. We actually are down to our last roll again. We need to go incidental shopping tonight. I'm also out of laundry detergent and fabric softener and dishwashing soap. So pretty much I can't do any chores. Its really sad. Oh wait, no it's not.

I love my babies. They are so freaking cute. I kind of feel like Jackson is gonna be famous which translates as "Jackson is going to make me rich." He is such a sweet boy. He sings "Do Re Me Fa So La Ti Do" except he only does every other one. He is pretty on tune too. Smarty. Can someone help me with my punctuation in the above paragraph. I know my quotarions are wrong. Help.

Sadie is a little loveboat. We call her Sadielynn Faye. I'm thinking of changing it officially. I have to change her social security card anyway because it says Sadie Kaye. See, am I supposed to put quotations around that? I need to reread my Wadsworth handbook.

David and Adam are also gonna be famous which again translates as David and Adam are going to make me rich. I helped come up with their new band name. I'm not ready to reveal it yet though. Would anyone in Thatcher (or surrounding areas) like to attend their show? I have details if you are interested. Yeah. They are THAT famous.

I have to go change the exploding diaper that Sadie is sharing with me RIGHT THIS SECOND. Oh my gosh. Freaking out. I'll see you later.

P.S. Thank you for all the sweet wishes on our anniversary. And the other anniversary. You are all very sweet.