Lucy has a paper cut on her middle finger. While we had some people over on Sunday, she went up to the fan in the room and . . . uh . . . was drying it off or something. Then she turned to me and showed me her ills:
I had a fun birthday yesterday. I’m old. Somehow my girls tolerate my grumpiness.
Gwenyth has started throwing these unbelievable tantrums. Julie got this one on video today. Not the best quality, but I think you get the idea. Click on “read the rest of” for the videos.
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