At the end of a horrible day I'm having a happy bowl of cherries for dinner, while plotting to assassinate an entire crew of car mechanics and contemplating my changed reality as a mom to a severely allergic 7 year old. At about noon I got a call from school that Anouks eyes are swollen shut after playing outside, I promptly drove my just-out-of-the-shop and freshly oil-changed family car to school and apparently left a trail of oil the entire way. The car guys broke my car. I noticed somewhere between seeing a phycician, my in laws house and the pharmacy. Now the car guys have my car again (maybe to do some more damage), I'm driving Ethan's parents car and Anouks eyes are still swollen. But I have cherries and book club. Things will get better.