The family. We are a little band of characters trudging through life, sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that binds us all together.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Add "head butt" to that list. I taught Patrick how to do and say that last night, which was funny and seemed like an ok idea, until I didn't see it coming and he knocked me right in the nose hard enough to make my eyes water and my sinuses sting. He has a head of steel, apparently. To those of you (who?) who haven't seen it lately, it's on the larger side, too. Trust me, it hurts.
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