And he's out of the doghouse!

Good work hun! They make me smile every time I see them - I'm such a girl! And they smell so much nicer than what I usually am smelling around here :) Love you!

On a less cheery note, the girls and I just had the most terrible morning! We got this great trailor thing for Christmas (pictured here, back when we got it and couldn't wait for good weather to use it). It is fantastic - so much fun, I absolutely love it. And, as long as I supply them with enough snacks to fight over, they love it too. For some reason I've always loved bike riding, I think the wind in my face clears my head. I used to jump on my bike for a quick spin around campus to take cramming break right before taking tests in college. Weird, I know. Anyway, it has always worked great for us, until today. Turning out of the post office parking lot, trying to go onto the sidewalk and be safer, it hit the edge of a curb and tipped! They were buckled in, but Meri ended up on top of Jenelle, Jelly hit her head on the ground (there is already a terrible huge purple bump - add it to the list), and the whole thing toppled into the street. They went nuts - the poor dears were terrified! I couldn't get them to stop screaming for like 10 minutes as I hugged and tried to kiss it all away on the sidewalk. And you know what?! Not one single person came to see if we were okay. Honestly that just makes me want to go kick something, or better yet, pop all their tires. There were two cars pulling into the post office when it happened, so they watched the whole ordeal, and as soon as I got the cart righted, they just pulled into the parking lot and went about their business. I am totally apalled! Not only am I ready to sell the darn thing, because let me tell you, they girls are totally tramautized - Meri cries every time I went over a bump and Jenelle started screaming to slow down every time I got a tiny bit of speed when we rode home from my parents' hours later. The poor babies! Breaks my heart. Oh and before we even got back in it, Jenelle made me promise not to let her fall over and get more owies again. I'm a terrible mother. And all those stinkin people that were at the post office are not nice people.

Oh and while I'm complaining about not nice people, while we were at Home Depot the other day, some lady walked right by us with this monster-big dog. Granted, my daughter is unreasonably, unjustifiably, and un-calm-downable scared of dogs. Drives us nuts. She totally loses all semblance of sanity whenever one comes near. Actually, sometimes she loses it because "there must be a dog." (no clue) She's nuts. But why exactly is it okay for people to bring their dogs into Home Depot anyway? And this was a rather large dog and Jell didn't see it until she turned around and it's snout was blocking the sun and drooling in her face. Slight exaggeration ... but only slight. She screamed so loud that everyone in the vicinity probably has hearing damage - Man, she can be high pitched! The lady visibly jerked but didn't stop walking at all or say anything to us or Jenelle. Instead, as she saunters on, she says to her dog, "It's okay now, that scared me too," and then looks back at us with a dirty look. I sure hope the dog wasn't startled. Heaven forbid. I just might go pop her tires too.

Bottom line though is we're all okay, the girls are napping peacefully, air conditioning is wonderful, there are actually nice people in the world, I got all that off my chest and I think I'll go smell my pretty flowers to make me feel better again.