Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Totally Nested

Everything is clean. Every cobweb has been removed from the ceiling. Every dead bug in every far corner vacuumed up. The floor was scrubbed on hands and knees for longer than the knees really enjoyed scrubbing. The refrigerator is clean. The laundry is caught up. For the next five minutes anyway. School work is organized, plans are made. Furniture has been rearranged, proving nothing, except that our kids are pigs. Every variety of snack and coloring utensil were found under two couches. Kids in our village are starving, meanwhile *we* are storing forty pounds of food under our couch. Great.

But, now we are ready. Bring on the bouncing baby girl.

An old man told us a few weeks ago that "It will get cooler on November 15." We laughed, mocked and scorned him. "HAHAHAHA, he said November 15 it will get better ... hahahaha- that fool."

Today it stayed under 92 degrees. Right this minute, I would even go as far as to say, it is cool and comfortable. That man has the last laugh. Yes, it is true, on November 14, things seem to be cooling off. 90 without humidity is B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L ---- we'll take it. The sun setting at 5:12 is annoying, but we don't suppose there is a place to lodge a complaint about that.

Britt has been hearing and seeing some crazy medical stories over the last few days. We hear that some of you don't really like the medical photos -- if she puts anything up, she will always warn you at the top of the post. Paige is downstairs now, holding the hand of the lady Britt is working on tonight. They are such an adorable team.


Oh dear. Noah just ran in spazzing and announcing that "Tee-Nut FREW up." Off to clean up dog puke.

Good times.

Have a great evening.