Goodbye, February 2009

...and good riddance. I will be happy to drop-kick you out of the door of my life. There wasn't much I enjoyed about you (besides Brooke's wedding -- hurray!), between the messed up baby schedule and the three weeks of RSV quarantine and the nursing problems and the naughty kids (because of the quarantine?) and the time WASTED selling our car and looking for a new one. There was so much worse that could have happened, but you stressed me out and wore out my patience (AND your welcome).

Please, please don't come back ever again.