24 hours in the Wilson house.
Sabastian comes home from school with a cough and a headache.
Molly has a sore stomach.
Jack has his headache and sore stomach.
Sabastian does not get to sleep until 2am.
Molly wakes up with croup and sore stomach.
Jack sleepwalks out the back door.
I am working night shift.
I send Sabastian up to the bus stop to escort the little ones home, he comes off his bike and brings home half of the road in his elbow with a gash that is too mutilated to stitch (I resisted photos as I know one person who will faint at the sight of it, even though her daughter will probably be fascinated)
Rock on 2010 I say. I have had enough of this year!!!
Send me some good energy and I will send some good photos :)
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