Day 143

"I'll be honest with you, son: you might never get better. I have no earthly clue how I'm going to open this bottle, let alone climb up and in to fill this syringe."

Day 116

Marissa was happy to have finally found an escape-proof stroller; it made walking home from the park much more pleasant.

Day 58

Debbie had been waiting all night for this. With the kids asleep, she could finally take down her hair, grab a drink, and sit in the tub with bubbles up to her neck.

Day 52

Lysa hated it when the kids left the toy room looking like a train wreck. At this rate, she'd never get to bed.