September 1, Dyer.
The mosquitoes were bad yesterday. They had a banquet on Nicolas' face, the poor baby he looks like a Jackson Pollock, and Dylan has marks all over his body. Dabbing white vinegar not so easy on a one-year-old.
We're on the outskirts of Chicago and tonight we begin moving at night instead of in the morning because of traffic.
Monday, September 01, 2008
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