To add to the drama of our day,

Will got a bee sting tonight. I benedrylled (sp?) him up and he's sleeping soundly. The downstairs still has a funny smell. I sprayed a whole bottle of febreeze in the playroom. I hope we're not one of those families whose house always has a faint smell of poop!


My poor baby! It hurt really bad. He's normally pretty tough, but this one got the best of him.

"Mama, please quit taking my picture and move so I can watch Barney" is what Will is thinking when I took his picture. He was trying to look over the camera so he could see the TV.