The house is quiet. Pedro is out watching a football game and both kids are sound asleep. I've got eleventy-bazillion candles lit because I still can't calm down. Harper is going through that crazy desrtuctive phase. THe one you almost forget about after it passes until you have another baby then WHAM! I think I have to say it is my least favorite phase of all developemental stages. Wait. What are they learning by being destructive again? Right now I don't even care.
Tonight my camera took the abuse. Yes, my brand spanking new camera. I had taken some pictures this afternoon and left it on the kitchen counter after I was done. After dinner when no one was in the kitchen Harper reached up and pulled the neck-strap and crack went my camera (insert dry-heaving here). The lens, is totally effed (insert profuse,spontaneous pit sweat here). Tomorrow I am taking it in (insert $$$$$ here).
That's all I can say.