C is for Cookie

So if Dexter has slept like a ROCK for his two evening naps (typically non-sleepers) does that mean that he really enjoys the eighteen billion chocolate chip cookies I have eaten today? Perhaps I should continue the cookie experiment again tomorrow? Such a sacrifice!

I am sure it's a fluke thing, and never again will the child sleep from 6pm til 8:30 pm. But hey - I'll take it for one day!

I'm having bad hair day (ok, I'm having a bad hair LIFE) and I have spit-up trickling out of my mouth. But I have some cute VT socks! GO HOKIES!