So, I was being lazy for the past week and not updating. I'm supposed to catch up. This is the abbreviated version.
Apple pie. Moved into the hew house last weekend. Gave Vinnie a concussion the first morning we were there, by throwing him into a wall, accidentally. Vinnie went to the hospital, got a few stitches because he actually had a gash in his head. Later that night, Pierre got a concussion, which resulted in the night stay at the hospital. Got into a fight with Nessa. This was no cat fight; Nessa and I are hardcore. We fight dirty. And very dirty, it was. I'll spare details, but everything seems peachy now. Throw in a lot of shopping for the house, and Lacey as well. Lacey started pre-school, but you can direct yourselves to Katie's entry for the wonderful details on that. You can also mix in a little bit of fighting, a lot of feeling guilty, a little bit of awkwardness, a lot of laughing,
a good deal of tears, some screaming, a few big!gay moments, some heart-to-hearts, second third fourth chances I lost track, and tons of waffles. This new house, with its new living arrangement, was a great idea. There's been a bad day or two, but that's expected. Our house is one giant house of love, or something. I think the best part of it all is that we're there for each other when we need it. Bffafeafe <3.
You can also throw in a lot of me feeling sick lately. Mo'fockas.
2 o'clock, it's time to pick our baby from pre-school. You don't understand how exciting that is, ok? Until next week I think. :D.