Can't think of a title.

That gets hard sometimes. I have spent all my brain power sorting through Ava's clothes and cleaning out under our bathroom cupboards. Maybe I even inhaled too much Method Pink Grapefruit cleaner. I don't know.

Searching for all rock and grass particles for possible ingestion.

This is how Ava feels when Dad is not home on Friday night. I thought I was fun to hang out with. Guess not.