oh, and I hit my head so hard today I thought I would cry, I was picking up toys and forgot about the shelf sitting nicely above my head. I knocked everything off, it was quite the noise....you should have seen the boys eyes. I cleaned it all up and asked them to kiss my head, then I felt better.
went to the grocery store to get out. that was fun. seriously, it was. I go to this Amish place called BB's, (bent and bruised, or bruised and bargains, or something along those lines). I decided to head out around 3:25, they close at 4! So, it was a good little outing for all. It's like a treasure hunt, this place, you never know what you'll find. It's 8 p.m. and I believe I will put the children to bed, make some cookies, pour a cup of cold milk and watch the Presidential debates....it's just another day.
"Raising a kid is part joy and part guerrilla warfare."
p.s. tom b., got some of your favorite oj at bb's today...stop on by for it when you're home again!
*"Another Day" by Paul McCartney