taxiing on the runway
pomegranate and pineapple yogurt with fruit topping! it was garrett and al's second free trip of the day (though the first one together, hahahahaha). in case you were wondering, neither me nor alyson had on knee-high boots.
well, sunday morning i woke up at 9:30 (insert choir of angels) and started getting ready to go meet linda and take just to church. then she called me and said, judah is fine, but he and bob had fallen down the stairs. honestly my heart didn't skip a beat, i didn't feel nauseous or worried or anything. a fatal flaw of mine, in addition to hubris, is that i worry myself stupid about stuff that doesn't matter, such as how many baby food coupons it is kosher to take from the dispenser (final answer: 24). it would appear that the flip side of that is that i don't care about the really big important stuff such as my son. awesome. submit mother of the year nominations to info (at) defacs (dot) gov.
at the hand-sanitizer station thinking that the sign is asking for a high five. HILARIOUS. he kept giving it 5 with no prompting from us.
thanks for everyone who freaked out on my behalf and who prayed for little dude's noggin. let's transfer those prayers over to the less resiliant grandaddy dukes, who is still hurting because he so selflessly took one for the team in a big, swollen, arthritic, achy way.