Today is another day. The boy had therapy. We had a play date. The girl got sick at school. The girl gave attitude and did not seem very sick once she was home. The man did not do much of anything. But he did cook dinner. The baby ate and cried and pooped.
Another scintillating installment of my life will be posted tomorrow.
Hopefully with more interesting type things to report.
And maybe I will have a sense of humor.
Perhaps the girl will not say mean things to me and hurt my feelings.
Maybe I will get enough sleep.
It could happen.
Don't laugh while you are trying to drink.
You could choke yourself.
And then I could get charged for contributing to the death of somebody. Or something.
Like I need that.
Gosh, try not to make my life any harder. Ok?