it's 3am..

.. and I feel like I should sit here and write some sappy love song.

"It's 3am, and my lover is gone
my heart is broken
and I'm all alone"

only, I'm not. Just everyone but Diego and I are sleeping. He is "talking" away in his crib. He thinks he has some very important 8 month old things to discuss that just CAN NOT wait until morning. Luckily for all involved he is good about just laying in his crib.

"It's 3:05 and my heart is still beating
your away and I feel like I'm needing
some love from you
or my heart will begin fleeing"

oh yeah, winner stuff there!