This post is a catch-all for any events or activities that have transpired since Peter was born and school starting that I haven't gotten to on the blog yet. Items will be listed in no particular order because I'm tired and my nerves are more than a little frayed today. Which leads me to my next reason for blogging late at night when the baby is asleep, as I should be. Therapy. It was one of those days today. I don't care to go into details, as it would further stress my fragile state of mind, but suffice it to say, my oldest and youngest children have both moved me to tears more than once in the last week. Writing is cathartic for me and I do need to relax before I go to bed.
Tragically Elinor's bow broke moments before this picture, but she has since created a new one.
Who are these children? I swear, I couldn't get myself out of bed for an 8:00 class in college!
It was almost as funny today, when listening to a Disney channel on Pandora, and "Bibbity-Bobbity-Boo" came on. The lady is singing a whole string of non-sensical words, and he said, "That poor old woman can't speak English. She is trying to speak English, but she can't do it." Funny guy.
Clark, if you read this post, please don't be mad at me. Someday your posterity will thank me.
Here's to a calmer day tomorrow. Did I mention I can't even soothe myself with chocolate? It upsets Peter's tummy and we try not to do anything that upsets Peter. You'd think I could handle babies crying better after all this experience, but I think I've gotten worse and have a very low tolerance for a crying Peter.