The fair:

Let's just say that I don't feel like this right now:


Instead, I feel hot. And, the fair just isn't as great as it was last year or the year before that. It's smelly. Even the greasy food didn't taste good today, that's probably a good thing! Today I was pretty much miserable at the fair and was a total grump. : ( I hope Michael won't remember his mother's awful disposition when he thinks of his third year at the fair.

Should of gone on Monday when Diane called....When it was COOL.

Pictures of Michael at the fair coming soon. Camera's dead.

Super Duper Sick

Oh boy!!  I woke up this morning feeling absolutely horrible, I think I might have the flu.  Josh has not been feeling well since Thursday, and I think I caught his virus.  Michael has pretty much spent the weekend with my family because of the car situation yesterday and now because of my illness.  I just pray that the bug stops with me and that Michael does not catch this because it's not going to be a fun week if he does!  I've never had the flu before, so I'm wondering if that's what I've got.  I did have the flu shot in November, so maybe I've just picked up a weaker strand?  

All I know is I feel awful.  Awful, awful, awful.  

Time for another nap or a warm shower.

Such a strange combination: a wild boar and a child.

Still not better.

Unless something miraculous happens this evening in Michael's sleep, it looks like Thanksgiving is going to be a difficult day. It's really unfortunate, too. The holidays are one of the few times during the year when distant relatives come to visit. And, let's just say that Michael B. is NOT going to make a good impression this go around.

He probably got four time outs this evening, in the course of an hour. This is difficult because I know he doesn't feel well, but it's no excuse for bad behavior.

Josh and I are just hopeful that we'll get a full night's sleep tonight. Last night we were up about every two hours, trying to console, cajole, and comfort this miserable little wild boar (I mean, BABY). This evening, I did manage to sneak my fingers in his mouth and I felt two new molars that are just peaking through. This doesn't correlate with the coughing, but it does with the correlate with the grouchiness and the low grade fever.

Wish I had some fun pics to share for Wordless Wednesday. (The photo shown today is from last Thanksgiving.) My writing will just have to do for now. Maybe tomorrow?

(P.S. ~~ Harvey is in town. We haven't really been able to enjoy him just yet, as Michael is, well, you know...Josh is visiting little Harvey, though, right now. He's such a love; he hugged all of us and let us hold him for the brief ten minutes that M& I saw him this evening. Can't wait to spend some time with him tomorrow! )

You WILL Pay.

Ahh...So, it seems that the date night had it's consequences.

It's a real treat when your Grandparent's come over to hang out with you on a Monday night. Especially, when they bathe you, play with you, read to you, and so on...

I know my parent's listened to and honored the 7:30 bedtime as much as they could, but my gracious! Michael woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, and the bad mood has continued through to the evening. This morning he was crying for his mama, his cars, and was just miserable. (I got to run with my friend, Diane, this morning, which means that I wasn't around this morning before he went to the sitter's house.) As a result of not seeing his Mama much over the past two days, he desparately wanted to be rocked to sleep this evening. And, naturally, I caved.

Oh! And, the good news is: Tomorrow he gets shots! Yep, due to my negligence he is going to the ped for his two year check up and will get a few vaccines. This is all right, smack-dab in the middle of nap time! Oh, he's going to be a real jewel tomorrow night, I can feel it.

At Least He's Got a Cute Outfit.

You know, as much as I completely, with all my heart, adore my two year old son; I need just a little break sometimes. Just a little one, mind you. This, in turn, is why God invented napping. Naps are, truly, a gift. They help to improve Michael's mood, they give Josh and me a chance to take a break from answering "WHHHY?" to each and every sentence that comes out of our mouths, and they give us the opportunity to get things done around the house.

You see where I'm going with this?

Michael did not nap today. He slept for like, five minutes in the car this afternoon. I had to wake him on our way home from lunch and shopping due to a dirty diaper, that I should have changed before we left the paint shop. (Lesson learned!)

It's been a long, long day with our grumpy two year old.

Little sugar woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, and was a real bear at mass. When he's in a mood like that, it's a good indicator that he did not sleep long enough the night before.

So, the fact that he didn't sleep well last night and did not nap today, made him the grumpiest tot in town. Seriously.

When we put him in bed this evening, Josh and I breathed a sigh of exhaustion. We realized today that we need the naps just as much as Michael does!

The cute pants made up for his demeanor today.

Mercy Me.

I'm so tired. School went well, for the most part. The kids are precious, the co-teachers are still awesome, I still love my officemate; but there were a few other work related things that kind of put a damper on my day and made me feel blue. That's all I'm going to say... : (

Michael had another fabulous day with the sitter. He's reaching this great imagination stage. Last evening, he got out a huge pot and pretended to "cook". Even though he said he was making hot dogs; he had a CD, shoes, cars, and spoons in the pot? The Brookstone "Nap" blanket was the lid to the pot. When he put the lid on, the hotdogs were "HOT!" I think his "girlfriends" at the sitter's help with the imaginary cooking and role playing with toys...

We also have a new favorite book in the house, "Hand, Hand, Fingers, Thumb." If you don't have it, go find it. Today. It's a first reader type book, full of short rhymes. This book is treasured by Michael, he has already memorized some of the pages and will just recite those pages at random times during the day. For example, while playing with his cars, I'll hear an occassional "Dum Ditty... Dum Ditty... Dum Dum Dum."

My mom says that he must know his nursery rhymes before kindergarten. She also says that rhyming is essential to learning how to read. So, there you go...He's on his way! And, my mom definitely knows what she's talking about, she's been teaching the primary grades for close to thirty years.

(FYI: I finally took the time to figure out what I needed to do to get the "compose" mode on the mac, so there will be numerous links throughout my posts from now on. Try it. Click on Hand, Hand, Fingers, Thumb! And, you'll be encouraged to buy the book via amazon. Yay!)