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Kady is sick. It started Monday this time. (I think. Who can keep track?) We visited with the doctor yesterday, who prescribed an armload of medicine for my baby. (She had an upper respiratory infection that was once again progressing swiftly towards pneumonia.) We started the medicine yesterday, and she appears to be doing well. At least, she was doing very well at 4 am. For those of you unfamiliar with that time of day, that would be one of those hours where we used to be sleeping. Now, I'm consoling a toddler or feeding a toddler or watching Gigi or dozing while the toddler tears the house apart. . .[snoring]

OH, sorry about that! For the record, the next time you have to buy a gift for the child of the parent you so do not like, buy this. . .

I thought our babysitter liked us. . .Apparently not. I'm not quite sure how Kady got it everywhere in my kitchen, but she did. Every time I think it's swept up, I find more. Pure evilness, I tell ya'.

If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go take a nap and hope no one notices. Have a great weekend, and I'll see you all Monday (hopefully).

The Prodigal Son Returns (and other ramblings including a Vomit Update) : )

Thank you for all your prayers! Duke has returned. He has been cohabiting with the neighbor's pit bull, poodle, and new puppy. How can we compete with that? He returns home to eat, and then prefers to go play with the neighbors. . .

Kyler had a stomach bug on Wednesday. Kady got it late Wednesday/early Thursday. It turns out it is easiest to just hold the 2-year-old over the toilet AND hold her arms down (or else she's trying to put her hands in the icky toilet. . .). Just sayin'.

Thankfully, we're well again, I think. . .I was amazed at how selfish I could be when my kids were sick. . .My mom was never like that! I remember her taking off work, scrubbing whatever, and fixing us whatever we wanted to eat/drink. I really had to battle the inconvenience feelings. It really was not the "right day" for Kyler to get sick! I had other things I needed to be doing. . .I. . . As if my son wanted to be sick! I wish I could be a better mom. I wish I could be so much less selfish than I obviously was this week. . .Anyone else ever have those feelings?

Favorite memory of being sick when I was little: 1) my dad brought me a Hershey's bar (because I was sick. If I hadn't been sick, it would have been Snickers. . .) 2) my mom stayed home with us and let us watch anything we wanted on tv and fed us chicken noodle soup, 7-up, and popsicles.