OK, I think I may have lost complete control of my emotions. Personally, I am going to blame it on pregnancy hormones, because if it's not, I really need to get some anti-depressants.
Anyway, Dizzle was watching Franklin (a TV show about a turtle and his friends) while I was running on the treadmill. During the first mini-episode, Bear (Franklin's best friend) was about to become a big brother. Franklin and Bear talked about how amazing it was going to be and how when the baby grows up they might get bunk beds. Looking back at it, the storyline was rather hokey. But what was I doing a mile into my run? CRYING!! SERIOUSLY!!
What the heck?!?! Have I completely lost my mind? Please, someone save me from myself!!