It was my birthday. (Which means it is my birthday today too. :) The previous three days last year were horrible. But when I got to work on my birthday last year my boss was there and she gave me a card from the bank and inside it was some money from the assistance fund that we really needed. I got two birthday cakes and it turned out to be a really great day.
I expect no less of today, although Damon hasn't been feeling very good since yesterday. His nose has been running a lot so maybe he's teething. He doesn't show any other signs of a cold so I'm just waiting to see what developes. I hate it when he doesn't feel good. He is very clingy and doesn't want me to be out of his site, which doesn't allow me to get very much done. But I'm taking a break from all that work today anyway, so maybe I'll just hold him all day.
This morning when I woke up, Myles was in my bed and he was already awake and I asked him if he was going to sing to me. He asked why and I said "Do you know what day it is?" "Tuesday," he says. "No, it's Wednesday," I said. "So what should I sing?" he asked. I said "sing the Wednesday song." So he starts singing "Wednesday, Wednesday, Wednesday." It was so cute. Talk to you all later.