I almost killed myself carrying Bailee down the stairs thismorning!  My cat, Miller, left one of Bailee's little Pooh toys on the stairs last night, and I stepped on it, almost landing flat on my back.  I managed to grab the railing with my free arm and straighten myself out.  I did, however, break my big toe on my right foot as I slid down a couple steps.  I also lost a few layers of skin on my right elbow.  I can't believe Bailee didn't freak out at all.   My husband called a couple hours later needing me to take him to the walk-in clinic because the ladder he was on went out from under him and he landed on his right arm.  Can we start today over?  hehe 

On the upside, Bailee gave me my first big, wet, baby slobbery kiss today!  She grabbed my face and pulled me right up to hers and slobbered me!  It was awesome!

Today my 3 yr. old said, "Mom, I don't love you."  It was completely out of the blue, and it devastated me.  I realize she probably didn't realize what she was saying, but no one wants to hear that from one of their kids.  I am now in a funk that will probably last all day.

I love Saturdays!  Jason gets up in the night with Bailee, and I get to sleep in!  And I don't have to everything myself.  We just need to something about the rain...I can't believe the leaves are already changing colour and falling off the trees.  The last few nights have been chilly!!  Fall is here, and I predict a really cold winter.  Well, I supposed I should get off my duff and put my time to some good use today, ie laundry, dishes, general tidying...'cause no one else is gonna do it.