I have piles. Piles of mail, piles of keys, piles of pens, piles of toys, etc etc etc. I have containers for all these piles, but the piles continue. Every day, I go through and put the darned things away but the piles spring up in the night. Specifically, this danged counter in my house. It's right by the door, so as we come in the door, we dump stuff.
It is making me crazy.
Yesterday, Spencer got his first big "Bonk!" on the side of the entertainment center. Today, we went and bought padding for it. OUCH!
And this one you can see how far off his head it was:
I felt terrible. And two super helpful people at the fabric store, where I was buying said padding, said "What happened to that child?" and "What did you do to your baby?"
Are you joking? Way to make me feel WORSE!
In good news, I did not throw up today, at all!
And my sister, Kelsey, and her fiancee, Brian, are coming for the weekend tomorrow. YAY!