"I'm tired as a cucumber!" Ethan exclaimed with delight in his voice as he bounced into our bed at 2:30 in the morning. Oliver's been waking up during the past few nights, which means basically every other mammal in the house wakes up, and last night he did so while also being feverish. No other symptoms, just fever and floppyness/whining.
I'm tired as a cucumber, and lucky for me, Noah is taking a motorcycle driving course all. weekend. No he doesn't have one, and no we don't have the money to buy one. But I agreed to give him the go-ahead to take the class with his friend Jeff as my anniversary present to him, because at the time it seemed easy. No hours spent whittling a
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Turns out Oliver had a stomach bug. Neither cool nor fun. But he's a trooper. Best baby imaginable.
|Poor, sweet angel baby.|
|Concerned big brother, although don't ask him to change any diapers|
"Oh no, that's terrible."
"I could work with that, only I don't like that dining set or the couch."
"That hallway looks like you're walking to your death."
Later on, unable because of exhaustion to resist Ethan's schemes, I found myself in our front yard holding a vintage 3-wood golf club, getting ready to hit a beer pong ball off a neon green tee across our driveway to the indentation in our neighbor's front yard where Ethan was holding a traffic-cone-orange child's-bike-trailer flag in it. (I didn't realize it was a beer pong ball; I thought it was a weird red ping pong ball, which Ethan Really Needed a pack of last time we were at Walmart; and then when we brought them home Noah was all, "Why did you get beer pong balls?" And I'm all, "Oh that's what those are?" And he was like, "Were they in the aisle that also had the beer?" And then I'm like, "Oh.")
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In conclusion, here are the flowers in my garden:
|Will Scarlet climbing rose|
|Gallardia, or Blanket Flower|
|Day Lily, heroically still producing the occasional bloom|
No black thumbs in your house! Those flowers are amazing. Also, it makes me smile a lot that you bought beer pong balls. :) :) :)
I saw those balls the other day...I still don't understand what they are....why, yes, I am alcohol stupid.
I'm alcohol stupid too - but it's still pretty funny.
"That hallway looks like you're walking to your death." I love your mom :)
Hope Ollie feels better by now!
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