poor kids

I say poor kids because I almost felt sorry for them this morning. They woke up just happy that it was Friday. Makaila knew she was having a Thanksgiving Feast at school and it was going to be fun. She probably knows that there is a soccer party and b-day party this weekend. Cole was just having fun with his sister. And I was GRUMPY. I woke up to a storm and my coughing from whatever is going on inside my chest right now (and making me have and abnormal voice) at 4:15 a.m. and didn't really get back to sleep. It is no fun to have hyper kids when you are tired and in a bad mood.