Day Fourty-Nine....

Sick Day #2

After the doctor told us yesterday that she would be fine with time, I must admit I felt releived.

Until today.

Stress level shooting through the roof between Konnor's new inability to listen and Ariana's crying over every. little. thing.

Poor kids! Haha

Day Twenty-Four....

Just Hangin' Around...

Sundays are generally pretty chill.  Aside from watching the Jets' dreams of going to the 2010 Super Bowl go up in flames, we just hung around.  Did nothing.  Mommy dealt with a migraine while Ariana played on the floor.

Day Twenty...

My Phone is Love

I heart my Crackberry to pieces, but today it was on the back burner while Ariana was sick and I was dealing with a migraine.

It looks so dead when it's off, doesn't it?  The life and soul sucked right out of it.  Haha.

Day Nineteen...

Sick Fussies Always Find Happiness.

Snotty nose and goop in your eyes - that's how Mommy was greeted today when picking you up from daycare.  Sick with a migraine and you with your ickies, we were both in a foul mood.

Of all of your toys, you grabbed the lion we bought from Old Navy.  A toy that had never been played with before, and that made you happy.  Kind of anyways.

Listening to you cry in the bedroom, I know it's mommy's bedtime as well.  You aren't going to sleep on your own tonight.  Shall be a long night for the both of us.  But you are so worth it, sweet pea.