My son is just like me. My mom warned me my children would be just like me and I would get my just desserts.

I broke so many things … in fact, I fractured my right wrist when I was a year or so older than him. He has a knee and head to go. I am sooo getting back what I did to my mom and I find it very funny.

Here is the ‘hurt’ boy…

Hmmm… more as time permits… off fr lung xrays, figure out how to get the $&* straightened out with the pharmacy and our insurance on strips we need, and a playdate. I need to find a cave soon… wow… coming from an extrovert… I usually love being around people… right now I just want to hide. Anyone available to do laundry and clean my house?