SNOT
We are living in a place I like to call BOOGERTOWN. Lucy and Milo are over this nasty cold, but Jason and I are still getting through it.
Also, I have been going to the office. With a snotty baby. Good times. Yesterday was actually fantastic, with lots of cooperative sleeping and smiling. Milo is very good at advertising.
I will tell more later, but did not want to go more than a week of radio silence from Boogertown. Over and out and achoo.
Also, I have been going to the office. With a snotty baby. Good times. Yesterday was actually fantastic, with lots of cooperative sleeping and smiling. Milo is very good at advertising.
I will tell more later, but did not want to go more than a week of radio silence from Boogertown. Over and out and achoo.

2 Comments:
Ugh. I'm finding real estate in this here town remarkably easy to come by myself, but not much in the way of bang for the buck.
After a solid week of, "Hmmm, Tully sure is acting like a two-year-old finally, and, gee, whatever happened to sleeping peacefully at night?" I took him to our pediatrician today. Duh Prognosis (for easy-tempered, stoic child): double ear infections and tonsils the size of your home state. Yeah.
And the Parent of the Year Award goes to...the unfortunately not-so-temporary residents of Boogertown.
P.S. I'm a little offended at my "ersicki" captcha. Way to rub it in, Wordpress.
The captcha is too funny. Not so funny: your ersicki situation.
Hope world's best baby (who is now not such a baby) gets better soon...
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