I'll start from the beginning on this one...
I just didn't feel like cooking dinner last night. So, I threw together some awful concoction made of numerous questionably fresh leftovers and chucked it in the microwave for me to eat. For Jon, I defrosted a Boboli pizza crust and made him a pizza so he could throw it in the oven when he got home. I decided to put the pizza stone in the oven for him (cuz you have to have a cold oven to put it in). Big mistake. I forgot, that when you put the stone in the oven and jack the temperature up to 450°, the WHOLE HOUSE smells like burning pizza oven. Not conducive to sleep. I woke up at 10 smelling it, and the baby was up shortly after. I heard her again at midnight and since my alarm goes off at 12:45, I let her coo to herself for a while. As I listened to her cooing I heard a pause....then a blast of poo...then more cooing. Very cute. But, she still didn't sleep. Jon just sent me a text and said he had a restless night too. Poor guy. It wasn't his fault the whole house smelled....I just won't have him use the pizza stone again.
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