The neighborhood vandals are still at it. They've egged 12 cars, destroyed everyone's newspapers, and spray-painted another 3 cars. On 3 different nights. We're all not quite sure what to do. Chris's car was unfortunately one of the ones that got egged. We need to look into getting the paint repaired. It's really sad that we hold our breath every morning before we walk out the door. I swear we live in a VERY safe town. This is NOT normal. We're at a loss.
And here are a couple of cute pictures from Robby's first day where he insisted on deciding what he wore. Well, at least the shirt. Dressier than I usually send him to daycare in, but pretty darn cute if I must say so myself.
And to quickly wrap up, we're exhausted. We've been finishing up the renovation of the kitchen, and Robby is getting 2 more molars, and spending a lot of the night screaming. So, since tiling while a toddler is awake is pretty much impossible, we stay up all hours of the night, and then pray he doesn't wake up, which...he does. Ah well. I suppose I should stop typing and get some sleep!