Mama had a Chill

Penelope the super-headache made a brief appearance yesterday. She knocked me flat for the entire day, which sucked because Bryon's hours mean that no, he cannot, cannot, cannot come home early, nope not even five minutes early, to help me out. So, I died, I think; at least for a short while. I'm better now; but it was touch and go. I think Collin watched more T.V. yesterday alone than in his entire life. I'm not even sure what I put on, it might've been porn. This is what my parenting is reduced to when I have a headache: Collin playing alone in his pajamas still at lunchtime.

Anyway, when I feel crappy, I look crappy in the wardrobe department. Today, I'm still feeling bummy and I threw on the same clothes as yesterday. What?! You all do it to! I changed my underwear, at least. Still, this included my humungo Nightmare Before Christmas sweatshirt because I felt a bit chilly. Collin has the same one and as soon as he saw me in mine, demanded to wear his as well.

Does he look adorable or what?

He knew how cute he looked, so he commenced actually posing for me. Yes, posing. He thinks he's a freaking model now. Poor kid.

He was saying things like, "I do this now!" and "take this picture!" Not only a model, but directing the photo shoot as well. I can't work under these conditions!

Whatever, I think the kid knows what he's doing. He took some pretty cute shots. The best part though, was when I put the camera away, he said, "Collin was good boy for pictures, Collin get candy with breakfast." Where does he come up with these things?