That vial right there is filled with ground up cadaver bone, which was mixed with an antibiotic and packed into the giant gaping hole that was painfully made into my jaw. Good times. I kind of feel like a science project now.

Goggles!

So, uh, yeah. This is pretty bad when the only picture I took today was of the tattoo I got when I was nineteen. Back in the olden days when Calvin & Hobbes was still being published. I forget I even have this most of the time. (I have another one too, but I’ll save that for another day.)

We went to a birthday party at a children’s museum about an hour away, and Oliver made a bubble bigger than him!

Loving the new sofa and all the room! Look, there’s room for a whole other adult there at the end! Nice.

My little badasses after swim class. (You didn’t hear me snort after I typed “badasses”, because “badasses” don’t scream when they see tiny dogs.) But they do look the part.

A little video today, of Miles "swimming". It’s amazing how far they’ve come in the week since they started lessons. I know, I said the same thing last year, and they pretty much had to start again from scratch this year, but hopefully this summer they’ll retain some of what they learn.

Swimming lessons! They’re finally getting comfortable in the pool. After half of the lessons are done. Sigh.

Blue tongue, courtesy of a dum-dum pop.

They really didn’t want us to put the sofa together.

(We did anyway.)

My three little pirates at a birthday party we attended. Ahoy, matey!