I've started going to the Chiropractor this week and have been super sore. He said to give him 3 weeks and I would feel a dramatic difference in my neck and back. I'm hoping so because being sore: sucks. So does popping pills. I could never be a drug addict, I hate to take pills. But I've been popping them to function recently and that is so not a good thing. Not at all. (And the thought of a needle- no way!) So hopefully this chiropractor thing will work.
But on to more important things: Like this feisty 2-year old who wants to do EVERYTHING and I quote: "myself!"
Anyone see anything wrong with this picture? He wanted to be the one to pull the wagon, but somebody had to sit in it. And that somebody is the one who weighs the most in this here Dunbar household.
He's a trooper though. He moved Mr. Dunbar a few feet and then showed me his muscles.
Big buff muscles that they are.
And this lil one came by for a visit last weekend.
She was wearing her I Love My Aunt outfit.
Remember when I gave it to her? (Here)
Gracie looks just like my brother, her daddy. Look at those cheeks.