THE BLOG
The refrigerator, it makes funny noises. Damn you frig, you better not quit on me. Do not quit on me. Do you hear me? (Was it listening? I couldn’t look.) The cherubs, they are around waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay to much. I can’t wait until my beautiful children start summer activities. (Or else they just might not survive...
Funk Watch ’07 is officially over. Em is on the mend and is almost done with all medications. The final, official diagnosis? Damn if I know, but the best guess is a secondary viral infection to a recent case of strep throat and an allergic reaction to um, well, um, something. We never did figure...
and all along I thought she was just chubby–good to know the swelling has gone down. sorry I had to threaten her with a shot in the butt, at least I got her to take her medicine though, right?!
btw, you were BOTH right about the curtain rod. Forward or backward–it’s in the exact same spot! ; )
The she-child, she is very sick. Not quite sure what the hell it is or what to do. I just really want my husband to make it all better. Maybe this little trip 8 hours away wasn’t such a good idea and drinking my weight in Diet Dr. Pepper doesn’t really seem to be working.
Sorry to hear that the she-child is sick. Is it her throat still? Hope she gets better soon.
For those of you who’ve noticed – I’m not here, I’m here. If you need more, there’s always the pictures.
Jax, Yesterday you turned 6 years old. Despite this fact, you have spent the day telling everyone that today is your birthday. When I corner you on it, you explain that your birthday is yesterday, today and tomorrow. Um, just because you’re birthday parties are carring on, doesn’t actually make it your birth-day. No one...
Can I just say that I think it’s the coolest thing that you write these letters to your kids on their birthdays? Don’t get a big head, but you’re a pretty cool mom.
send ’em to vacation bible school, they could use some religion! HA.