Steeeeeerike three.

Wow. Heavy night.

1. Eliza just got the pins taken out of her pinky finger. The doctor put her under, then much like breaking a baby carrot with his hands, he used his thumbs to bend her little piggy to the point of causing the pins to break out of the skin. Understand? No? Grab a pen with both hands, and use your two thumbs to bend it in two. If there were three little perpendicular pins at the elbow of that bend, they'd poke through. Yeah, Ugh.

2. Jack got cracked in the chops by Buzzy and an aluminum bat. Missed the ball, connected with Jack's mouth. Lost one tooth, loosened six and fattened up that bottom lip (it looks like a wad of six pieces of chewed up, grape Hubba-Bubba). He got $5 from the tooth fairy last night.

3. Andy cried all night. For some reason he decided to expel a non-pungent deposit in his diaper right before night-night. When we discovered the reason for his crying, he was well-rashed. Nothing a little rash cream and soy milk didn't fix.

Sarah rocks. She got VERY little sleep, and, hmmm, I slept through a lot of the tooth fairy/diaper change/dried blood night.

I'm off to UVSC to teach Grammar Punk.