On Monday night I was convinced it was Sunday. Today I kept thinking it’s Saturday - because PisecoDad’s been home again. This has been a most confusing week.
We just heard that JediBoy’s dear friend Nate broke his wrist last night, and spent all of today at various doctors to get it checked, x-rayed and finally casted. It makes our day of errands, Legos, Jim Weiss and rounding numbers sound perfectly blissful in comparison. Poor Nate!
(Does it surprise anyone that I was able to peek back through my photo files, skimpy as they are, and find a fitting picture of JediBoy consoling Nate?)
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