Thursday.

Jason and I are both sporting Toy Story Band Aids.

Ryan has a chair up to the counter to watch the fish.

I made frozen waffles for breakfast.

We spent the afternoon outside. I hate bugs.

Zachary eats barbecue for his appetizer, entree and desert. Anything else on the plate is unnecessary.

Getting the mail is the highlight of my day wether I am expecting anything or not is irrelevant.

I need to purchase 2 more Buzz Lightyear toys. One is not enough in a house with 3 boys.

We already have 2 Woody's.

I have a $195 internet bill this month. Not a fan of Sprint right now.

I miss Columbia like crazy. Ready to go back.

Jason is officially a Cub Scout and enrolled in fall baseball. On another great note, all members of both his Pack and Team are in the same school as he will be.

I am super nervous about my job. I am worried that Ryan won't take to being there, which will result in a lot of problems. I am also concerned that Zach will lick everything in sight which will result in a horrific disease or us getting kicked out. I will also have Jason there for the first 7 weeks, and while I won't have to worry about his behavior, I will have to worry about him mingling with the other older kids.

I am 14% into my newest book Violet Dawn.

I have yet to get a library card here.

Elvis, the fish, is still alive and thriving.

So is Lincoln.

And all three kids.