Sorry I haven't posted in a while.  This week seems like it went by so quickly.

 Last Monday O decided he wanted to go down the stairs a little differently.  He got Z's mattress (which was on the floor upstairs) put it at the top of the steps and slip down the stairs sitting down on it.  It stopped about halfway down but he kept going the rest of the way down by himself and hit his head on the sharp corner of the shoe rack.  It was quite traumatizing.  Blood was gushing out of his head and he was screaming "I'm dying! I dying! Help ME!!!!" But it's healing nicely now and he is quite excited to show he friends at Church his war wound. : )

 I go though these phases on what I like to listen to.  Right now I'm really into "Nickel Creek".  I especially like "When In Rome", "Smoothie Song", and "This Side".  They do some REALLY weird stuff, but I looove the way they sound.

 Mama and I went up to the library today.  We had a good time looking at books and CDs but when it was time to go we chose the worst time possible.  It was dumping down rain and getting harder and colder as we went.  I said that it was going to start to hail soon and sure enough about five minutes after I said that the hail started to come down.  By the time we got home my skirt was sopping , my shoes looked like someone had dropped them in a bucket of water, and my hair was dripping wet.  Oh, well.  That's what we get for living in Oregon I guess. ; )  But I don't mind a little rain.

 One of Papa's workers was over this morning to pick Papa up.  He's a Democrat but very nice. Mama made him breakfast and he hung around in the kitchen talking to Mama while he waited for Papa to finish his paperwork.  O was being a show off as he usually is if there is anyone paying the slightest bit of attention to him.  He was flipping pancakes and making comments about them.  We make two batches of pancakes.  One with milk and one with rice milk because F is allergic to milk.  O seems to see that as wimpy so for some reason  he said the non-milk pancakes were the girls and the pancakes with milk were the boys.  We were laughing a bit at that and asking him why he thought that when he said "The non-milky pancakes are the Democrats!"  When he said that everyone just cracked up completely.  And Mama asked him what the libertarians are.  He said they were the milky pancakes and that republicans are a little of both.  Both Milky and Non.  It was really funny. : D

Buttercup