So the last few days have been pretty uneventful. The family is in various stages of some kind of cold/flu bug. Whatever it is, it hangs around for a really long time. I'm tired of it. It can go away now. This household is tired of our little pandemic, swine or otherwise.The girls played softball last night. It was a good game. Megan pitched a good game and Tiffany made a bunch of good plays at third base. They have city tournament left and then the season is over. Too bad the weather hasn't been very cooperative this season.
Guy is totally fed up with the weather. He told me to email the weatherman yesterday and tell him that he (Guy) wants nice weather. He was deadly serious. I told him I didn't know the weatherman's email address but I would see what I could do. I really love that kid.
While some folks think its silly or stupid to keep track of a baby's age using months instead of years, we like it and make a big deal out of it. Miss P.J. turned 8 months old yesterday. We sang to her and everything (because we're dorks).
Unexciting but sometimes thats life.
Guy is totally fed up with the weather. He told me to email the weatherman yesterday and tell him that he (Guy) wants nice weather. He was deadly serious. I told him I didn't know the weatherman's email address but I would see what I could do. I really love that kid.
While some folks think its silly or stupid to keep track of a baby's age using months instead of years, we like it and make a big deal out of it. Miss P.J. turned 8 months old yesterday. We sang to her and everything (because we're dorks).
Unexciting but sometimes thats life.
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