My dog, Ella, is old and decrepit. That is why I was very surprised when Animal Control knocked on my door. She usually stays on my porch or in my yard because she has arthritis and who knows what else. The nice gentleman that delivered her said she was in the middle of the road about 10 houses away. The Animal Control man was very nice and issued me a warning. He said that the last time I got a warning was in the year 2000, so he treated it like a first offense. I guess I need to watch her better. I cannot afford to pay a fine.
Caleb got hit in the face in PE yesterday (with another kid's head) and has a big huge bruise on his cheek. He doesn't act like it is bothering him, but whenever he gets hit in the head I start to worry about a seizure. His first seizure happened just days after hitting his head very hard while running down the hall. The doctors don't think there is any connection, but I still think it had something to do with it. Needless to say, I am a bit worried.
This is my PMS week and I am happy to report that I am doing much better. Thank you modern medicine. I don't feel out of control or overwhelmed with life. Phew.
Caleb's birthday is September 11th and I have no idea what to buy the kid for his birthday. He is so hard to buy for. Olaf is going to try to get him a ride in a Bush race car. He'll love that.
My children are all down playing in the bedroom. The girls are playing dolls and Josiah is playing dolls too, but he uses his Thomas the Tank Engine instead of a doll. The littles LOVE Camille. She is their playmate. She isn't too happy with that situation all the time, but that's a part of being the oldest sibling.
Have a great day everyone.