This weather is getting more disgusting by the minute. It's just gross. And it is affecting everyone's mood here, too, making it very hard to motivate everyone to get school done, and I include myself in that statement. Everyone is half-mad with cabin fever, and it is getting increasingly difficult to keep blood from being shed, as the kids spar and bicker.
Speaking of blood, Dominic and Adrian were playing Star Wars with their light sabers in the living room, when Dominic tumbled backward and banged his head on the old wardrobe. He nicked his scalp and, naturally, bled profusely all over the carpet, his sweatshirt and his hand. He recovered quickly, squeezing in between his siblings to watch the blood stains on the carpet fizz up as I poured hydrogen peroxide on them.
We decided to call that science today.