I have learned a few things this week:
- The neighborhood mom's have informed me that they are starting to see snakes in the neighborhood. In my opinion, no snake is a good snake unless it's a very dead snake. I HATE them...I've been terrified since I almost stepped on one when I was jumping out of Dad's tool shed window when I was about 12 years old. I've drilled into Gabe's head on what he should do if he sees one....run and scream like a girl is one option.
- I've been going gray...no scratch that, white...since I was about 16 yrs. old. I've discovered this week that no matter how new the color and highlight may be on my hair, I will no longer be able to hide it soon.
- I don't care what people say....it's not gas, it's a smile and sometimes a laugh that comes out of Baby Sarah. Yesterday, I witnessed her laughing when she peed on Phil's mom. (I had her wrapped in a blanket while I was preparing to give her a sponge bath. I forgot that an un-diapered baby is a loaded weapon.)