LOLLERS

"Mommy, I *real* counted to infinity!"

"You DID?"

"Yeah, I real did!"

"Wow, that must have taken a long time.  How long did it take you?"

"Until I got to fifty nine."
 

Prop 8

Ick

I do not feel well. I'm not sure what this is, but it's not good. My stomach's been upset a lot today, feeling very bloated. And for the last half hour I just feel like total shit. My stomach is killing me and I have a headache and I could fall asleep sitting up right now. And Robert's not going to be home for at least an hour and a half. If Ella were sleeping, I'd take a nap for sure, but she's wide awake. Maybe I'll take them upstairs or at least Ella, there's less havoc she can cause up there.

And here comes the panic attack. Please let this be PMS. No, I'm not pregnant, that's not what I meant...just that I don't want to be getting sick and I really feel so awful right now.