Sunday, November 7, 2010
you little nut
It's November 7th.
I feel melancholy. Harvey is 7 months old and the chiropractor says his lower back is very tense. My poor boy already has tension from his short life.
Eva has been battling eczema.
Addie's best friend quit coming to church and she's very sad.
Danny's muscles just aren't what they should be. (actually I was just staring at Danny and decided to put that in just to see if was reading this blog)
I had a head lice fake out where I was sure I had head lice and I put poison all over my head, then drenched my head in olive oil, then stayed up half the night searching for lice eggs and bugs which I never actually found.
Chilly smells like she's been rolling in dead animals out in the yard and I can't bring myself to give her a bath.
The good things are: Eva doesn't seem to care she's battling eczema and she has a really cute voice that says stuff like "once upon a pime" and "Fop it!!"
Addie just got a cute haircut and she keeps wiggling all her loose teeth.
Harvey's lower back muscles are doing a great job holding up his brutish build.
I think Danny's cute just the way he is. no need for bigger muscles.
I'm lice free.
Chilly is almost 10...only 5 to 7 more years of her smelling like a dead animal.