Jet's doing his reading homework. He gets to pick any book that's "Just Right" and read it to us. He's reading Why Are You So Grumpy?, a book we got together when I was pretty cranky, and he reads it to me when I'm cranky... which I'm not this morning, as it's a late start morning and it's been fun being with him.

But in the middle of it, there's a bit about getting underwear for Christmas, and the kid in the book says, "Oh, poop!" at the present. And Jet and I giggled for five minutes straight at him reading, "Oh, poop!" like twenty times. I love little boy humor. *falls over giggling*

It's also helped that, for whatever reason, my flow count has started going back up. There must have been a flood of pollen or my shots yesterday or the Allegra I added on top of the Advair, but my breathing has gotten better today. I'm grateful.