#314

Yesterday was a bit of a cry baby day for me. Sorry about that. I just had a bad day, and the recurring pain recurred one too many times. It's frustrating.

Today was not a walk in the park either. There is the awesome thing I like to call my migraine hangover. The migraines drain my energy. My muscles ache. My stomach feels nasty. Like a hangover. Not pleasent.

But this afternoon my family went to the park.

It wasn't exactly fun for me physically. I wanted to go home, drink 50 gallons of water (because water will make it better?! I dont know!) and sleep for a few years. But I was so happy to be there. To see my girls playing at the elementary school playground with their dad. They had a blast. Climbing, sliding, falling.

Yeah, my little K.

Do you remember the metal slides? The twisty ones with steep stairs, the rivets showing and bumping your butt on the way down? The slides we knew as kids? They look horribly unsafe when your daughter is near one. What were our parents thinking?!

Well, my chicks love slides. So they were drawn to the unique slide on the grounds. On her third or fourth trip up the stairs, K tumbled off. It was one of those 'What bone is broken? How long will we be at the ER?" falls. But my chick is tough. With my DNA and J's DNA, they have to be tough. She has a scratch and bruise on her elbow. And that is all. She was asking to get back on the slide before she stopped crying.

I am not sure what is going on with P. One minute she is amazingly chipper and funny. The next she is whining because she wants a chair. And I mean whining. I am not sure what is going on.