Raising a Boy with Breast (just one)

Just when everyone was feeling better...my son grew a breast!...A very painful one apparently. January...a broken leg...February...a breast...I can't wait until March! Tes-tos-ta-boy is 21 months. After an ultrasound at The Breast Center, the doctor(s) concluded that he had somehow injured himself (resulting in a hematoma) directly under his right nipple. Strange. Why does the wierd stuff happen to us? I told the doctor that I thought boys were supposed to be tough...he said tough was the problem. I've got to rewrite the budget.

Home again...Home again

Strep Throat...Fevers...Ear Infections...Flu...Dang those Grocery Cart Germs! Where have I been??? I've been picking regurgitated banana out of eyelashes!