Phoning it in

Like, literally. I am in bed, dressed in workout gear, dreading my 4:52 alarm. 

I just could not get my work done before this second. Ugh. And I have so much to do tomorrow morning and we are always late on Friday morning anyway. Gah. 

Ok, seriously. This is her yesterday:

She KILLS me and she's always talking. And she's always very serious about what she's saying. 

Cooper's first night of hockey. 

My view from my workout dungeon this morning