Bad news (lots of bad news, actually) Jim ground up my baby spoon in the garbage disposal last night. :( I do have a back-up, but we've already got through three in the last 10 days!!! I might have to head over to Target to get some real baby spoons; the metal kind with the rubber end. I can't imagine the disposal could destroy one of those.
In addition to the spoon tragedy, there's the child that starts physical therapy on Thursday, the child with the broken foot, and the child that is going to attempt to get her driver's license on Wednesday. I wish I could have an ice cold glass of Moscato - but I can't. Another concession; no alcohol after the surgery.
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