24 hours

In the last 24 (ok maybe it's been 36 hours) I have been to the pediatricians, urgent care, consulted 3 other times with the neighborhood doc, consulted with my husband another 4 times, given countless nebulizer treatments, watched a poor boy hive up from head to toe every 6 hours from allergies, had a flat tire, put the roof back on Craig's jeep, just about lost a finger doing so, redo the top on Craigs jeep, cause I didn't pay close enough attention to the tutorial he gave me before he left, repaired a flat tire, been to the pharmacy 3 times, made 3 trips to the target for 'school valentine needs,' made 8 trips to/from school, had to pick Quinn up twice (once for punching some poor unsuspecting peer and once for turning blue and being unable to breath), had a follow up call from the school nurse, home-schooled Kaid 2 days worth of learning, returned 27 overdue library books, got a citation for having our boat parked in the garage (seriously?), driven to the other side of town for gymnastics, rushed to fulfill my calling in Young Women's and to top it all off... got a speeding ticket from a police officer I now know has a birthday of Dec 12, 1975. I'm done.

(Homeschool)

This one is just for kicks... yes, I was out in the cul-de-sac and walked in to find a spare tire sitting in my entry... and the military housing office is worried about our boat? in our garage? where it is bugging no one?

(the hives - the picture doesn't begin to do justice to how awful they have been!)