Bloody Monday

Steve said it wasn't fair that I posted his crazy face picture when it was only in response to the one I sent him.  So I told him I would reciprocate.  I was bored at work, so I decided to brighten Steve's day with this picture:

Me: Day Brightener

Then he replied with that Evil Steve Face.  But, I still have to one-up the ole' ball and chain - so I have a new Steve pic.  He discovered a bag that had a warning on it about NOT putting the bag over your head.  So he decided to do the opposite of that...

Awesome influence for Wm

After putting Wm to bed, Steve and I were hanging on the couch and I go, "why do you think Jane Doe doesn't like me?"

Steve: Well.  You are loud. And vulgar. And mean.

Me: Uhhhh...wow.  So why do you love me, then?

Steve: Those same reasons.

Soul mates. 

I got a call from Wm's school today that he got an AWFUL nosebleed and was covered in blood and they wanted to warn me about his Carrie-esque appearance.  They said blood was POURING out of his nose.  So I go to pick him up and he comes out all happy and bouncy - as usual.  I told him I heard about his awful bloody nose and he goes, "it wasn't bad at all."  I said I was told it was pouring blood like a faucet and he goes, "Ha!  NO.  It was totally just dripping.  I didn't even care."  So I told him he was very tough and he was all, "It was nothing."  I thought he was being super brave.  We got home and I took out the shirt they had removed for being "saturated" in blood and bagged.  The thing had like 4 drips of blood on it.  They also told me they had no idea how the nosebleed had started.  Within 30 seconds Wm tells me it started when he slammed his face into a friend's head playing some weird tag-like game.  At least they called!  So that was good.  And Wm got the chance to be big and tough.  I guess they can never be too careful when blood is involved. Wm could have The Herp.