My stomach issues aren't getting any better, in fact they're slowly starting to get worse. I made the horrible mistake of eating pizza (we're snowed in and needed delivery) for dinner and am now paying the price. My stomach is in horrible pain and feels like it's on fire.

We had more snow today, and a whole lot of it. The plows didn't come until this evening, so we were snowed in for the day. There are some errands that need to be done, but we can do them tomorrow.

We had a bit of an accident here today. Rob was carrying Gabriel into his room for a diaper change and Gabriel was squirming something fierce and managed to squirm right out of Rob's arms. He landed straight down on his head. We checked him out and he seemed all right. He didn't lose consciousness, he screamed a lot, knew who we were (and who his piggy was), and was able to walk around. We called the pediatrician and they said it sounded like he would be fine, but to watch him. His pupils were the same size and we woke him up occasionally during his nap. He's just fine, but damn did we have a scare there.

Tonight we gamed and watched Dateline. Gabriel's new obsession is the Yo Gabba Gabba song "Party In My Tummy", I linked that last month in one of my entries. Whenever we play it for him he has an uncontrollable laughing fit. Looks like the tummy party has managed to outshine Peanut Butter Jelly Time.

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You Are a Strawberry Margarita

You're so sweet it's a little overwhelming, and people are a little afraid of corrupting you... It's a little difficult to imagine you with a margarita. And you're truly a different person after you've kicked back a couple!

What Flavor Margarita Are You?