I hate it when people are nice to me.

Allo to all!
So, friends of the family (my husbands family) decided that my kids should have the toys that their grankids outgrew. (Not so much outgrew but overannoyed them with, I think). It is the dreaded VERY loud fire engine toy - did I say VERY LOUD. This is the kind of toy people rub their hands together with glee about when they think of the revenge they'll be getting on the parents of whoever they give it to. (What'd we do??!!) Other than being obnoxiously endowed in the volume department - it gets stuck on the siren sound and keeps repeating it like a broken record and makes this kind of weird clicking sound while doing it. (I can hear this from the upstairs with the playroom door closed - and my fingers in my ears with a towel wrapped around my head and a pillow on top with the blender on). It is horrible. And of course they have played with it non stop. This is worse than Chinese water torture, I swear.

Poor Rooey had a fever of 104 yesterday. All day. He didn't get out of bed at all except when I dragged him to the Doctor. What 3 year old stays in bed all day - I've never heard of such a phenomenon. Poor little fella.

I have to go take a hammer to that frickin toy now - ta.
Liz