Ow

The word in my house is "ow." "Ow" to everything. "Ow, my toe hurts." "Ow, my finger hurts." "Ow, my mouth hurts." Then there's a lot of crying. Unnecessary crying. More like, "I want attention NOW crying."

Doesn't matter what it is. An uncomfortable hangnail on her finger can warrant the same kind of scream that a busted tooth can.

Grr... My hair is falling out.

Patience, patience...with...my...kid.

Must go shoot something. Die, Covenant scum, Die! (Halo 2-esque reference).