The oddly normal life of Clorie

Today is my baby girl Hannah's second 9th birthday. I decided to not let her turn ten...so she will have birthday number 9 over and over until I'm gone. She was in the nutcracker play, then we went out for dinner and then ice cream. She's got birthday money burning a hole in her pocket too! This morning I also started my first dose of humira. I felt very sleepy afterwards...I'm glad I had the whole day off of work. Hopefully its not as bad with my next injection since it will only be one,  not two. So its been a pretty busy day around our house...birthdays plays Dr. Visits.....I need to dye my grey hairs.

Teenagers are so unappreciative.  This is what I was told today when I said don't ask me to do anything for you if you can't follow my rules. I never do anything for her anyway.  Really? In the grand scheme of things here lately I'm thankful that I still have my children here to hold and love. That however does not mean they don't make me completely crazy. I can't wait though until they are grown and I can make their kids rotten and sit back and laugh.

Promise, my middle daughter, brushes her teeth...then takes the toothbrush to her room with her. She doesn't leave it in the bathroom for fear a sibling will dunk it in the toilet!