A Plot?

Well it has happened my loving adoring son has turned on me. He is the Stewie Griffin of our house. Have you ever watched Family Guy? Stewie is forever trying to take out his mother Lois. I feel her pain more than you know. Yesterday morning we are laying in our bed, I have my arm around Tony, Terrell jumps on my arm. I mean my arm was streched across the bed basically. It hurt so bad, it took everything in me not to scream and hit him. I have not cried so hard in a long time, not even for childbirth. I seriously thought he had broken my arm, Tony finally got me calmed down enough to let him see my arm, it isn't broken but we know he did something to it. Then this morning not more than 15 minutes ago I am sleeping peacefully in my bed and all of a sudden this big round melon head whacks me in the lip. So now I have a fat lip from the kid too, I mean really he isn't even awake yet can't mommy catch a break?

We had a great day yesterday, we got up in the morning went out to breakfast then we went to buy me some new sneakers. After that we took a ride up to Gloucester. We went in to see Uncle John really quick at his work and then we just drove the scenic route around the town and up into Rockport. It was so pretty we will be going back in the spring. Came home for a few hours and then went to dinner at the Hilltop steakhouse for dinner, came home and watched Walked the line. In my opinion it was an ok movie but I expected more. Ray was a better movie by far if you ask me.