I took the boys out the chiropractor's office this morning for Darwin to get his first adjustment...
He was subluxated two inches. That's bad for an adult, and really out of whack for such a small child.
When you're a wee one, this is how you get adjusted. It was very gentle and Darwin loved it. This is now going to be a weekly routine for him (I already go weekly for myself).
For my Work In Progress...
Kicking the shit out of this head cold. Seriously.
Head Cold: "I am a Head Cold! I shall Rule Your World! Mwahahahahahaha!"
Laura: "Look here, motherfucker. You will be vacating my body now."
Head Cold: "No, I won't. I will hang out for at least a week! Yes! At least a week! And I shall dine on your deliciousness and render you pathetic, tired and uncreative! Yes! And then I shall infect your children! And I will become the Supreme Dictator of the Universe! Yes! Awesome."
Laura: "No, you won't. You've chosen the wrong person to deal with."
Head Cold: "But you're just a stay at home mom!"
Laura: "What did you call me cocksucker? 'Just a stay at home mom'? You don't know who the fuck you're really dealing with!"
Head Cold: "Oh, yes I do. And you're allergic to gluten which means no medicines. Mwahahahahaha, I may just make myself at home for a month!"
Laura: "Have you met Emer'gen-C? Prepare to Get Your Ass Kicked Head Cold!"
Head Cold: "Oh no! You'll have me dead in a few days!"
Laura: "That's the plan! Mwhahahahahahahaha!"
Wha? What was that? Me, conversing with a head cold? Um... um... no. Don't know what you're talking about. Not really.