I forgot to write yesterday that on Friday when Saige was feeling really bad, Jett was trying to make her feel better and asked her, "Do you want to shoot me with my nerf gun?".  He thought she would enjoy that.

Clint spent the day hauling milo and the kids and I spent the day at home, other than taking the boys in to school.

I have a mountain (literally) of laundry to fold and I can't procrastinate any more.  Goodnight.