The children must be allergic to homework because it makes them whine and moan and groan like nothing else and then they yell at me and who raised these children to be so whiny anyway? I refuse to take responsibility for the whining. In fact, I remind them all the time that I don't speak Whine so they need to speak proper English. Or Chinese. Maybe I will tell them that all complaints must be written in traditional Chinese characters or I won't read them. 已經停止抱怨！(I actually can't read traditional characters, but don't tell the children that. All the characters I know are simplified and most of them are the numbers 1-10.)
OK, I was already to use this picture of my friend's daughter's car as a bad day. "Bailey" left for college and someone decided to use her car while she was gone, just not for driving. Here is the picture.
Yes, that is a bird's nest on her front tire and it looks like there might be eggs in it, which makes it really, really hard to drive the car and not kill the baby birds. But I decided that although that is funny, and rather inconvenient, it is not as bad as this man who had brain fluid leaking out through his nose. A runny nose that turns out to be brain fluid is way worse than having birds build a home in your car. But thank you, Bailey, for reminding me to send the car with Child 1 when she goes off to school in a year so it doesn't attract wild animals. And thank you, Mr. Brain Leak, for making me really grateful that nothing from my brain has ever run out my nose. At least not that I can tell. I sometimes wonder if I'm leaking short-term memory because I forget things all the time, but that's probably due to the stress. Wait, why am I stressed again? Oh, that whole Husband is in Afghanistan thing. (And Bailey, tell your mom I miss her so, so much!)