I don't have nice things to say about August this year, so maybe I shouldn't say them. What started as a short trip to Cape Cod turned into 11 exhausting, scary, misery filled days in the hospital with Orion. But we came out the other end with an apparently happy and healthy child, and Ronan had a great time on a family vacation in Vermont without us (thanks, guys), so I will count our unlucky experience as lucky enough, and cross my fingers we don't see anything like this again.
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| The ambulance ride was not one of the scary parts |
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| Piglets don't actually understand races very well |
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| Full lotus! |
OK, so there's a kid sheep and a kid goat. And little goats are called kids, right? So the goat kid says to the sheep kid: "I kid you not"!
When ninjas are young, do you know where they go to school? Ninjagarten!
Finally, in the department of mundane but sad/funny, my Fitbit stopped working because I got barfed on (down the shirt) too many times by Orion and it got waterlogged. Things have been too hectic to correct the situation.
Quotes:
Ro in VT: I'm not tired, but I bet my mom could tell us why my brain feels like it's tired. [Promptly falls asleep]
R: Orion doesn't know how to cut the quiche, but he does know how to cut the cheese
R: Labor Day? Is that like a day when you can try to make a baby brother?
R: Labor Day? Is that like a day when you can try to make a baby brother?





