Summer has died

Everything was covered in fog when I woke up this morning! It was like I was in some fairy tale land and at any moment a dragon was going to pop out. It so cold outside and I truly think Summer has died--I am wearing black to mourn---so should you! This morning Henry decided it would be a great idea to take all my undies out of my drawer and sling shot them around downstairs. He laughed so hard he actually snorted---I was not laughing. I would pick up a pile of undies and put them in my drawer and he would go behind me and take them out and put them back into a pile on the floor. Then he put some under the sofa and I could not reach them so I had to get a broom and sweep up my undies from underneath the sofa. It was an eventful morning. Then during nap time he fell asleep on me and I fell asleep too and he woke me up and said "ME POOP BIGGG!" and demanded I change his diaper---he was right. On that same note when I picked up Nina from school she told me an amazing story of how she went potty at school and that it looked like a dolphin. It was a lovely story. I just finished Stiff by Mary Roach and I demand you read it.