I stayed home with Evie who had a fever of 103.5. It was so sad. Apparently she caught a virus that manifested itself in her throat and lymph nodes. She was completely well within 24 hours, so that was a relief. I'm pretty sure she caught it from one of those disgusting grocery store carts where the kids get to sit in a play car attache to the front of the cart. Those things are just crawling with germs.
Other than that, George fell down the stairs - yet another incident that will preclude my title as Mother of the Year. Poor baby. He's just getting too quick for us. You can see the stair mark on his face here. It looks terrible, but it had completely faded within 24 hours and you can't even see it now.
Nothing else of interest going on with the crazy family. Just trying to keep on going and keep on living.
2 comments:
His falling on the stairs is not an indication of what kind of mother you are. It just means he is a daredevil and impossible to be everywhere at once with him.
I didn't realize the title was so important to you.
Well, I think you have to work yourself up to "Mother of the Year". I'd start by trying to be the "Mother of the Day", then "Mother of the Week" and so on.
Today I'm going to try to be "Father of the hour from 6:30 PM to 7:30 PM.
-chuck
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