Literally. Last night husband dear was changing the fluorescent light in our son’s room when a large metal object (ballast?) fell from the light and hit him on the head. He’s ok, but it’s not pretty to look at--one of those bumps where your knot has a knot—makes me hurt to think about it. Then this morning I walked into our son’s room and discovered that the roof was leaking water and his carpet was wet. So husband dear went up to the roof to investigate (water tanks were overflowing, not sure why) and scrape water off. Next, to get ready for school. Youngest imp appears to be much better, two days of antibiotics and no fever, so we prepare for school. She wants to try her new vitamins, so I give her one and try to get the other two kiddos moving faster (we’re late of course). And then our youngest throws up her new vitamin all over the kitchen floor—I’m thinking it was the combination of vitamin and empty stomach, but no school for her now just in case. Oh, and did I mention we have our second big language test today? Injured and harried husband dear will have a go at it today (poor thing) and I’ll have to attempt it whenever I can get back. On the upside I did manage to catch up on the laundry—small victories…
