I got confused last weekend and thought that I had my last visit with the doctor regarding my broken foot coming up on Wednesday-which was really just a few short days away. The "boot" was not fun to wear to the pool (extra sweating, the chance of a funky tan line and keeping one foot out of the water equals no fun) so I made the decision to stop wearing it. Turns out my appointment isn't until next Wednesday so hopefully I haven't messed anything up too bad by taking it off a week early. I probably won't know until I'm seventy and by then I will have forgotten that it's my own fault that my foot hurts like the dickens when the weather changes. Any one you know ever had a case of the dickens? They must be pretty painful. Anyway, so far it doesn't feel any different that it did when I was following the paid advice of a trained professional.
Enough about me...back to Ben and Owen. The boys have become such good buddies lately. I love watching them play together and listening to the laughter. Owen imitates Ben completely and gets involved in whatever game his big brother conjures up. I was cleaning up after lunch yesterday and was letting them know that naptime was coming up soon to which Ben responded, "We're already taking our nap." When I walked into the living room they were both covered up under throw blankets pretending to sleep. Ben even had a blanket a pillow for Puppy, which I thought was pretty funny.Did I mention that it was already July?!?
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