After painting the shelves and realizing I needed more spray paint to finish, I started to round up kids to make the trip to Walmart. Where do I find Caleb? On the back patio. With the scissors. Siting amongst a pile of pumpkin and watermelon plant leaves that he had trimmed off. Sigh. Stupid things weren't going to produce much anyway, right?
On a happier note: I got a massage while I was at the chiropractor's office today. I learned that if you get a massage from the massage therapist on the same day you see the chiropractor, it's considered therapy and your insurance will cover it. Yep. Things are looking up. Especially when you consider that the kids are at daycare playing so I can recover from yesterday!
And Cassidy-I think you're right about where Caleb learned that word from. Mom and I said the same thing this morning!