One disaster after another and all I can do is...

Laugh? I think their must be something wrong with me. We have been having disasters since D.C. I think it must have cursed our family or something. James has had stitches twice, had the dresser fall on his leg last night, fallen off of my parents really tall bed, bonked his head on something nearly every day. Ear and sinus infections 2 or 3 times for James and Benji. I broke my ankle falling down stairs. Benji hurt his foot last week falling off a stool. Let's see what else. Dave seems to be immune so far, but he better watch out the curse is going to catch up with him. I have been to the instacare so many times I feel like I live there and all I can do is laugh, although this morning I did finally cry a little bit. I think my emotions are out of whack. What's next? Bring it.