I really ought to wright more here. I can't believe the last time I wrote anything was in November. Part of why I write here is that I am really bad at keeping a journal the last few years. Well, hopefully I am back now.
Joseph fell in the bathtub tonight. He was standing on one foot washing the other, and then he just tipped. He had to get 6 stitches or so (I wasn't there, so I didn't see.) Poor thing.
I had a car accident recently, and Tommy just had stitches on Monday. I am crossing my fingers that nothing happens to Jim.