Word of the Day: campanologist JD made me feel bad on Saturday, so I cleaned our room, Patrick's room, and our bathroom. And I still felt a little bad after all that. Work has been so boring as of late. And, amazingly, that's all I have to say about that. Patrick decided to roll himself over today. He was on his belly looking around and trying to push himself up, so I put his hands under his elbows to see how far he could go. He let one of his arms go and just rolled right over. JD had told me that he'd rolled over Saturday morning but he was angry and that doesn't really count for me. Well, this was accidental and I helped him along so I don't know if it really counts or what. My mother came by the hotel yesterday and told me that I had to be home today because she had a surprise for me. I thought she cooked something for me, but when I opened the door I found her and my grandad standing there. I freaked out for a little while. I was so happy to see him and so very happy he got to see Patrick. He saw and held him at my grandmother's funeral, but Patrick was awake and smiling and cuuuute for him today. It was beautiful, and it made me quite happy. -addendum- My hair right after it had been cut and my glasses and my babeh. This was about two weeks ago. Apparently like mother like son with the red eye.