Home with Secundo, who has the latest in an unending series of strep throats, poor bunny. He seems to be better and is crowing over his Nok Hockey prowess.

Primera has been asking a lot of disability questions again, tho not this week. Last week it was more, "I feel like I'm different and I don't want to be different." I don't know what to say to that: she IS different and always will be. I've stressed that different is a great thing in many ways, but I keep thinking of that song from "A Chorus Line":

Mother always said I'd be very attractive
When I grew up...
Different, she said, with a special something and a very very personal flair.
And though I was eight or nine...I hated her.
Different is nice,
But it sure isn't pretty
Pretty is what it's about
I've never met anyone who was different
Who couldn't figure that out.

Although in her case she does happen to be both different AND pretty.