The Poopinator

Josh will always tell me who he is (Captain Jack Sparrow, Captain Hook, Darth Vadar) and who I am (when he is Captain Hook he always tells me I'm Smee. I don't want to be Smee. I want to be Tinkerbell) and what super powers he has. One day we decided that Lexi's super power is her prodigious pooping ability. We nicknamed her The Poopinator. Baby girl seriously has a diaper blowout every day. She had one at daycare this morning, of course, so they told me she was on poop watch this afternoon. About the time she normally has one the daycare teacher had one of the high schoolers checking her diaper every 10 minutes. She's so cute, though. When I put her blanket on her she hugs it and then shoves it in her mouth. When I pulled her out of the car yesterday she was working this cute little pose with her hands all folded.



Something is wrong with my eye, so I went in to see just the regular on-call doctor at my clinic last night, and he couldn't find anything on the surface that's wrong. So he called the opthamologist to see if he could get me an appointment any time soon... October 29. I'll have gone blind before then. I researched it on WebMD, so I know. I think I have acute glaucoma. Love the WebMD. Last spring I had some symptoms that I checked and it told me to seek immediate medical attention for poisoning. I was all suspicious of Sean, asking him if I did something to make him mad. So aaannyyywayyyy, hopefully my eyeball won't explode or anything before I can get in to the doctor. And if I happen to die of some mysterious possibly poison- related cause, tell the police to investigate my 2nd period class. I love 'em to death, but there are some shifty characters in there.