Darn it! I fell asleep at 8PM with a headache, so here it is past midnight and I'm not sleepy. But feeling better. Except for some indigestion that I've self-diagnosed, in my best hypochondriacal fashion, as Stage 4 cancer. I stumbled downstairs to gnaw on some pretzels (because everyone knows that is what remedies Stage 4 cancer) and discovered almost half the family draped over the living room furniture, asleep, with the portable fans trained on them.
We do have air conditioning, you know. Go figure.
Susie's birthday on Tuesday was an unparalleled success, with the Queen for a Day being so worn out that she put herself to bed at 7 PM. Or maybe it wasn't fatigue that did it - maybe it was her new-found maturity at age 5 that enabled her to fall asleep on her own, in her own bed, and stay there all night. Definitely a first around here...
Susie received her very own Razor scooter from Grandpa. I try not to let it bother me that a 5-year-old can ride this diabolical vehicle without falling off, a skill which continues to elude me. Maybe I will just get myself a Segue.
Although I think I would fall off of that, also.
[photo credit: in.com]