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Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Yesterday

Esther staying with Nana. Great night of sleep. Crummy run. Quick shower. Get moving. Wake MC. Eat donuts. Laugh. Get dressed. Take meds. Hurry to school for the field trip. Wait 50 minutes for the afternoon class to arrive. Watch them get on the bus. Go get Coffee!! Talk with Sara on the way. Laugh with Sara on the way. We beat the bus. Walk down the hill to meet the bus. Kids pile onto the wagon. Tractor can't pull the all. Walk up the hill again. Play. Paint. Bubbles. Hunger. It's only 10:30!! Potty break. Play. Hay ride! Cows freaking out. Talked with John. Get back to the farm house. Eat hotdog. Eat Mary Caite's hotdog. Eat ANOTHER hotdog. (Refer back to 10:30) Scavenger hunt. Ice cream sundaes! Drive to Frankfort. NAP. Play. Swingset. Stories about superheroes. Surf the web. Run out for Chicken. Talk with two deli employees. Both of our days are better for the exchange of a few words. "Jesus in New Orleans" finds a new meaning. Someone nearly dies in a multi-car accident. Accident barely avoided. Get back to Nana and Papaw's. Play. Eat. Dessert. Ride the big wheel. Play croquet. Knock Sara's ball out of the way (oops!) Drive home watching Barbie DVD. Argue. Stop arguing. Laugh and sing. Bedtime. American Idol. "Father Ted". Bed.

1 Comments:

Blogger Natalie said...

father ted not as great as sister wendy

10:05 AM

 

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