Children...

Anneliese can cry really loud...for really long periods of time. The other day it bothered Anthony so he put her blanket in her mouth to make her be quiet.

Anneliese was constipated. She went two days without a poopy diaper so I finally gave her a suppository. A small dirty diaper followed. Three hours later she had bathed herself in poopy to the extent that I didn't even bother to wash the dirty clothes. They went straight in the trash.

Anthony bit my brother Peter. Peter hit Anthony with a plastic sword. Anthony has a bruise in the shape of a sword on his arm. Peter has a bruise in the shape of my hand on his arm.

Parents...

I'm sick of the mess in the kitchen. Garbage and crap collects everywhere. I started to load up garbage bags with the stuff. Dad came in this morning and went through the garbage. The garbage is now in his room on his bed. (He put it there, not me.)

Mom was going to buy the house.
Now mom doesn't know if she's buying the house.

Me...

I scraped paint off windows that hadn't been washed since we moved here. Then I washed the mold off the inside of them. Now I can see my reflection!

Then I seperated out cans and bottles to recycle. When I'm done turning them in I might have enough to go see a movie. Everyday for the next week.

Following that we went into town and got rid of a pile of junk that came out of the kitchen and made it's way down to my car. You can actually walk through the kitchen now. I had to bribe the thrift store to take the stuff.

I have a meatloaf in the oven. It's not cooking fast enough. I'm starved.

I miss Kevin. I'm lonely. I wish they would send him home.