11.14.2008
JJ just informed me that last night after the fight (we do that sometimes) and my evacuation of the house he went upstairs and broke my vacuum. :)
I smile to myself because I thought I was the only one who threw and broke things and scared the children.
Love you babe,
Makayla
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11/15/2008 7:14 PM
When we bicker, the dog gets this damn squeak toy, and walks up in between us, stares straight forward pretending he doesn't know we're there, and goes may-day on it, squeaking relentlessly until it drowns out our voices.
Brawls happen. It's great.