We lost power at 4:30 AM. Ava barely flinched. Thank god, because last time it totally freaked her out. And I cannot be blamed for that, because I was not in the room when it happened. Usually, I jump, and her skittishness gets blamed on that. The fact that Carter is as mellow as he is is my saving grace. He could care less if the fire alarm goes off. Ava, on the other hand is terrified of it. I think it hurts her ears a lot.

The power came back on, all is ok. She is still limping, but not a lot. I think it is healing. I will call the doctor just to let her know, but i think we're all good.

It is positively ugly here today: grey and gross. Much like my hair. I am wearing these fabulous pjs that Rox got me from a specialty store in LA, and the combination of glamour with my ugly appearance is really awful. I should not be wearing these. I should be in a ratty t-shirt and sweats. I would at least match.