Drew

Two words that could act as similes this past week: Drew and SCREAMING.

It's enough to drive a person mad. Add to it the fact that we live in a small concrete jungle and we simply can.not get away from the ear piercing noise. And there's no reprieve when he's asleep. He falls fast asleep, looking innocent and sweet for about 3 hour spurts, before becoming a holy terror of screams once again.

On top of his screams, this has been our week with him.

-He fell off his bike and scratched his neck
-He was home with a fever for 2 days
-He fell off his bed and gave himself a fat lip and a scratch on his forehead
-He walked into my bike and scratched his forehead again
-He ran full speed into our hot stove and burned his knuckles

----and the real doozy happened this weekend.... drum roll please------

-He bit into a super glue tube and super glued his tongue and bottom lip. His tongue must have gone numb because who knew so much saliva could drip out of his mouth.

He woke up today with no voice.

And that, my dear sweet Drew is called Karma.