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O Brother, Where Fart Thou?
I feel like my blog has been all doom and gloom lately because the kids and I have been sick and I’m tired pretty much all of the time. My throat feels a little bit like it’s on fire so that’s fun, but whatever. This too shall pass and all that. I have a story that I’ve been wanting to share with you, but I had to wait a little bit so it wasn’t super obvious which school it happened at. I’m usually pretty good at keeping my teacher face on when hilarious moments with students ensue, but there have moments when I’ve just about lost it or almost done…
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Not on the bathroom floor*
I’m happy to report that tonight’s post is coming to you from my regular perch on my loveseat, and not the bathroom floor. I finally got H settled and back into bed a little after 1am. As we were creeping back into his room, I heard S crying softly in her bed. I got H tucked in with his bucket, then crawled into her top bunk with her to see what was the matter. She’d had some kind of a bad dream about bugs stinging her and was quite upset, so I laid in bed with her until she was calm and fell back asleep. As I was laying there…
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Live from the Bathroom Floor*
I wasn’t going to write today. I’m still rocking a man voice and really don’t feel well, and after a full day of errands, cleaning and mom-ing, I just didn’t have it in me once all my housework was done at 10pm. I was booked in to work a full day tomorrow and decided that rest was more important. So, I got ready for bed crawled in and stretched out. Then I heard the kids’ door open and H stumbled out, complaining that his tummy hurt again. So, this post is coming to you live from my bathroom floor, where I am currently camped out with my small sick boy.…
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When it rains, it pours*
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We have a closet!
I woke up yesterday morning with a mildly sore throat. I hadn’t slept well for two weeks, worked more than usual this week and have been trying to complete the bedroom reno with M in every available moment, so I wasn’t really surprised. It didn’t bother me much yesterday though, so I didn’t even really think about it. We drove north for the afternoon, then were up late working on our new closet and dresser. It was almost midnight when I crawled into bed, and M crept in a little later after a much needed break. Well, that sore throat has bloomed into a beautiful man-voice that got progressively worse…
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Puke Patrol With a Side of Gratitude*
I was really tired last night. Trying to throw together a semi coherent blog post at 10pm was a challenge, and I went up and got ready for bed shortly after I posted it. My house was quiet as I got ready for bed, and at the last minute I decided to use our little dolly to wheel our nightstands back into the bedroom so it would really feel cozy again. Am I the only person that has trouble sleeping if I can’t see a clock immediately when I wake? I can suffer through with my phone if need be, but I really like to have a digital clock next…
