On Thursday I heard a thud, cry, and Chris' footsteps. He brought laney up to me and told me she had fallen and hit her head on the edge of the coffee table. Right between the eyes!
We've got the grad school blahs, and it's bad. Can't wait for Matt to be done.
And I'm beginning to accept that I have another cold. I keep telling myself it's just allergies, but my achey body and constantly runny nose tells me otherwise. Blah.