Boring

Nothing funny happened. Or nothing seemed very funny while I battled my fifth day with the stomach flu. Food and the proper absorption of that food is key to proper parenting. I counted the times that Josie asked me if I was happy today. 23. Owen even asked it a few times. You know its a bad day when you have to send Owen to the corner more than once. Only extreme boredom fuels his naughty behavior. And today, he was extremely bored and, apparently, I was extremley boring.