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Corbin and I had fun together today. We colored, played a game, watched Murder She Wrote, etc...

I got him to eat his dinner. Struggle, to say the least. The "who can chew the fastest" game helped me out there; a shout-out to Eric for helping me develop my face scrunching skills so I could make eating seem more exciting than he seemed to find it.

Today as I was about to head out from my apartment, I realized I'd forgotten something inside. I ran to get it and hit a patch of ice and fell to the ground. Hard core. I hurt so bad. I don't know if I've ever had pain that bad. I almost passed out on my kitchen floor (luckily I made it up the stairs before shock wore off and I really started feeling anything). So I'm recovering today. My mom and Corbin took good care of me.

I know this was all so exciting, but it was my life today. And it's better than having to write about school.