Felix is okay, besides a double ear infection-which the doctor prescribed me an antibiotic that cost $43.00. Difficult to even type that. I try very hard to not do antibiotics for the kids; I'm anal that way- I prefer they kick their illnesses themselves. But sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. Bring on the yogurt (acidophilus is good to have with antibiotics).
PILE of laundry waiting for me on the "laundry bench". It keeps just sitting there and not folding itself. FOLD YOURSELF, LAUNDRY! Well, that didn't work.
Purged Corin and Silas' bedroom today. Thank you, Miss Heather, for helping me throw away tons of broken, unused, unwanted, unplayed with toys. It was great. And then Felix pooped on the floor, but oh well.
Just broke one of my favorite polka-dotted bowls by Gail Pittman. I was trying to save Felix from burning himself on a hot cookie sheet. He was trying to help himself to more french fries. "I wan mo fren fry, Momma." Crash.
I injured myself (charlie horse in my left leg) leaping to keep Felix from pooping on the floor (again). I am now limping around the house. Am I really 32 years old? I just leaped. I remember at Hope's wedding last summer, Emma Morgan taught me how to do some dance (maybe Cotton-Eyed Joe) and I got a horrible charlie horse. However, I wouldn't give up because I didn't want to admit I was too old to dance for two hours straight. I sure regretted dancing the night away the next day. Ouch.
I "broke" my baby toe yesterday (no inward groans from Mom or Missy). I say broke, but it's very sensitive and pops out of place easily. I used to be quite dramatic about it. Now, there's no one to hear me whine, so I've learned to pop it back into place myself. Ouch.
Tomorrow is going to be cold. Boo hiss. Friday is going to be warm. Yea.
I have the song "Tomorrow" going through my head over and over. You know, from Annie. I'm practicing it to accompany Landy for the talent show on Saturday. Oh yeah, our church is having a Talent Show on saturday. It's great fun. I look forward to it every year.
MUST get up and be proactive about tidying up. Felix just sat down next to me with a big bag of old popcorn. He has socks on, a t-shirt with a Bob the Builder sticker on it (from the Dr.), and nothing else. I love potty-training.