I’ve just written my own future

I just realized that within the span of a week, I posted pictures of Avery pooping and Eirinn’s festering pink eye.  If there was ever any doubt, I am certain now that when I get old and decrepit and start calling them Blair and Serena, the two of them are going to pool their pennies and shove me in an old age home.  And not one of those fancy homes that has an in-house movie theatre and the orderlies make sure you don’t have crap in your diaper.  The other kind.