Water, water everywhere

I am addicted...to water. I think. I always seem to have a glass of it near me. Unless I go downstairs with Emma and forget it upstairs. Then I'm looking for it wondering where it is. I really should have an emergency stash downstairs. I'm not quite as bad as the girl on Signs, though you could come over for protection in case of an alien-that-you-kill-with-water attack.

You know what, though? There are worse things I could be addicted to...like chocolate. Oops, addicted to that too. Or I could be addicted to sleep. Okay, maybe addiction is too strong of a word, but I do need my sleep.

And since we're on the subject, I do have a tendency to shop for baby/toddler girls clothing (and now toys) every time I go in a certain department store that starts with a T. Help!

One final word of caution from the water addict: don't drink too much before bed. Enough said.