Thursday I noticed my throat was
hurting. By Friday, it was
kinda hurting some more. Friday dinner time, I don't feel like doing
squat, except for laying on the couch. I do,
kinda, sorta, feel like I could eat some chips and queso. So that's what I make. Aidan doesn't mind, he joins me at the table. Liam opts for an orange (fine, whatever). Two hours later, Liam asks, "What's for dinner?" To which I reply, "We're just snacking tonight, have some chips and queso." Liam (the one most like me - in terms of loud outburst) shouts back, "I DON'T WANT CHIPS AND QUESO. CHIPS AND QUESO ARE JUNK FOOD, AND I WANT HEALTHY FOODS, NOT JUNK FOOD!" I bow my head in defeat. How do you argue with that logic? You can't, not without really messing with their heads, and I worry about permanent damage... so I don't argue..(sigh) Liam 1, Mom 0.
The current topic of 1st grade: Healthy foods and healthy choices. Don't tell me, my first grader isn't paying attention.
I spent most of the weekend sleeping. When I entered my kitchen this morning, here's how it looked:
Mr. Mom anyone? (I
still love that movie.. and find it still relevant, even today)
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to me, this picture says, 'We appreciate and love you mom, and we wanted to make sure you had something to do today!' Isn't that what the picture says to you?! |
My hats off to Jeremy who did a wonderful job this weekend. They played Marvel and earned extra suits, (whatever that means). Jeremy had to pick the older one up from a birthday party [typically mom's department]. He took them to a movie with Uncle Chad, and (here's the part to be
REALLY impressed: he purchased a baby gift
OFF a registry!! You read that correctly,
AND I didn't even have to tell him where Baby's R Us is. Maybe he used his GPS, maybe he called my mom.. I don't know, point is,
he didn't call me, he let me rest! Seriously, Impressive work, Mr. Bailey! (no sarcasm this time, just pure appreciation!)
*and no, mom, I'm not going to the doctor for a cold, or small sinus infection.* {I'm pretty sure that's what it was. I diagnosed myself, thanks to
WebMD. Jeremy just
LOVES it when I get on
WebMd and start diagnosing. I should
totally be a diagnostician!}
{whispering} tell me where it hurts!
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