the children have been hateful and sullen, the toilet is still stopped up, Julia Ellen was stung by a yellow jacket on her already chubby face, we apparently have a mouse living in our van, and someone found my secret stash of vanilla sandwich cookies.
I'm praying that tomorrow be a better day with smiling cheerful children, a miracle occurring in the plumbing, and the mousetrap to work.
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