Lord, I am SO Tired! How Long Can This Go On?

The Pirate's folks just got here. Prezzies for the girls ensued. More things for the Peaches' hope chest (a beautiful set of mixing bowls, table linens) and a very cute rag doll for the Baby Goddess. Mom hand-painted the face on her, and it's lovely. They all went off to go hiking so I could stay home and edit, and the Baby Goddess insisted on taking "Sophie" with her.

The poor Pirate's back has been bothering him, so last night was the limit. He had been bitching all night about how much he hurt so after I got back from taking the Baby Goddess shoe shopping and after I had a wonderful talk with my sister in law, he was being The Pirate Martyr, hunched over the kitchen sink, muttering and doing the dishes.

I made him go to bed and tackled the last of the chores myself, and it was worth it to see him all happy in the morning. On the other hand, the boy owes me BIG.