Domesticated?

I have not posted much this week because it is killing me to sit here. Have you ever had your hip out? If you have, then you know how much fun it can be. I managed to throw mine out again on Monday evening. This is by far the worst it has ever been out. I did go to the bone crusher Tuesday morning, and I can actually walk now, but I think I am going to have to go back for more.

I bet you have had thoughts or are wondering how I threw out my hip. Well, get your mind out of the gutter people. I can't believe I have to admit this, but I was doing laundry when it happened. I threw my hip out picking up a laundry basket. Not too exotic, is it? Unless, you are one of those freaky deaky's who have a bizarre love affair with your washing machine & its spin cycle. If you are, then I got news for you. You are a PERVERT! You need to register on some sort of list.

Enough about that. Not much has been going on lately. I am almost positive that Colter has said a few words. Ball & Hi. I told him to get the ball about three times in a row, and after each time he said bow. I have also thought that he has said Hi to me before, but was not sure. Today the babysitter said he said hi twice to her cat. He is still not walking, just cruising. He loves to climb on things. I often catch him trying to climb the gates. Luckily he can't, but I did see him standing on one of his toys the other day and he was trying to nose dive over the gate. There is never a dull moment. Other than that, not much else to report.

Have a great Thursday!