Monday, Monday...
Okay, the summer is getting long and I have nothing to say. Let's see, maybe I could just make something up. Here's something exciting: I took Kyle to see Dr. Kelly and found out that the disgusting sore on his toe is a wart. Kyle had no interest in getting it frozen off with the giant nitrous oxide tank so we are putting Compund W bandaids on it. Probably for the next year. Okay, maybe not that long. We'll see.
Day 32 Life Lesson: If your sister-in-law tells you it's a wart, don't bother seeing a doctor. She's always right.
