One is obsessed with all things Star Wars, Indiana Jones, and Transformers.
The other will pee in the toilet but has gone poop approximately 4 times since this huge experiment started; he actually thinks going in his pants is prize worthy. Add to that the fact he gets up on average 8 times a night after we put him to bed which has raised my median blood pressure about 30 points and I'm just about ready to send him to military school at Oak Ridge Academy.
I'm 38 years old, have moderate hypertension, and just the other day my ears turned a deep shade of red and my left arm momentarily went numb.
One way or another, something has gotta give.
In a positive development I re-upped with DirecTV today for the MLB Extra Innings package.
If I die in the next 6 months more than likely I'll be watching the Red Sox.
So I at least have that going for me.
Did I mention Ciera is 10 and seemingly ready to hit puberty?
It's a good thing I've got a decent life insurance policy.
That way Ang can go ahead and pay for the baseball package and not have to worry about it.
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