16-Aug-2005

I am a tired girl.  Today maya pulled all six hundred feet of
floss out of the package, stuck her toothbrush in the VCR, spilled a
glass of milk on my recliner, wrote on the couch, climbed in to the
bathroom sink and turned on the water and cried exactly seventy 
million times. 

BUT!  My beloved came home from work early, bearing both chocolate
and a flower, and is making that lovely scrumptious chicken for dinner
again.  I am feeling better. 

I love my family.