And so we had pork...
After thawing out an entire pork tenderloin with my burned hand, I eventually went to bed with my hand in a bag of frozen chicken parts. Remind me to get a refrigerator with an ice machine. Please.
The next day Maggie flipped over face first, upside down, into the ladder on her bunk bed. I expected her to come up with broken teeth, but she just had a bump on her forehead.
Just in case any of you were questioning the importance of health insurance. We are poster children.
Last night, we ate pork.