Sweet...

My friends Buck and Kerri sent a cookie bouquet the other day. Didn't know you were allowed to write such PG-13 messages on cookies.
Sweet nonetheless.

Hayden has been gone to stay with Renee and Marissa since Saturday morning. Since Monday is a school holiday, he won't be back till tomorrow. It's so much quieter without him. Trevor says he misses Hayden, but I think he's actually enjoying being the oldest for a change. As usual, Hayden doesn't seem to miss us a bit. We had a brief phone call last night, but I'd guess that was more Renee's idea than his.

Juliette's top molars have broken through. The bottom ones are still working, but thankfully the last few nights have been a little more peaceful. Hope I'm not jinxing myself by saying that out loud.

I had visitors Friday and Saturday and I think I'm still wiped out from it. I feel pretty good right now, and have even gone a few whole days Vicodin-free, but I tire really easily. Hayden's birthday is Friday and ages ago I signed up to read in his classroom in the morning. So I'm trying to gather my energy to actually do it. It's like Pee-Wee's big adventure, except without Large Marge hopefully.