I don't have anything to say. Just had to "update" the ol' blog so you don't have to see the same thing ever time you check it.
Trying to get Nolan to bed. He's crying because he doesn't want to sleep in his bed....just threw-up. That's Nolan.
Oh....somethin' funny for ya. James was afraid to go to Dillon's today to buy some more Claritin D because he thought they wouldn't give it to him because he just got some few days ago. He was like, "They'll think I'm cooking meth." I was like, "Go to Dillon's and cook meth." Whoops. Not the words that I meant to come out of my mouth. I meant to say, "Go to Dillon's and get some Claritin." I do that sort of thing all the time. My brain must have a loose connection somewhere!!! :)