because this is the way they always happen.

I'm amazed at how long it takes to get one family picture...just one.  

observe:

 oh dawn...

reckon we can't be accused of not trying.

Dawn came in my room tonight to say goodnight.

"I was  going to give you a foot massage, but I figured it might be kinda hard 

to do with this bandage on.'

 {dawn smashed - perhaps even broke her last two fingers in the 'jumpy place'...apparently some place full of inflatable jumps....? ...i don't keep up with the trends of society.}

'But goodnight,' she said, and took a drink from her water bottle.  

She continued, 'Mel says we all look like expecting ladies with our big t-shirts and water bottles...Goodnight.'

And she walked to the door.

"She actually said,'' added Dawn quietly, 'pregnant', but I'm not going to use that word.''

Goodnight.