I dropped Bub off at preshool at 8:55. A whole 5 minutes early! I listened to him tell his teacher that "his baby brudder dropped Mommy's M&M jar on the floor and broke it.", provided the correct question in response to his story..."but who got the jar down for baby brother?", and was back in the car by 8:57. It's going to be a good day. I can just feel it.
Yesterday, I was feeling really cruddy. I was trying to kick a sinus infection and not my children who had the annoying knob turned all the way to "kill mom". However, there was good that came from it. I totally spaced swimming lessons and my Lou, Lou was so GRACIOUS and forgiving of her crazy mother that it almost brought me to tears. To make up for it, I taught her how to make friendship bracelets out of embroidery floss. Then, in the afternoon, Doc called to tell me that he had his nurse cut his day short so he could come home and take care of things for me. Awww. He did, too. He gave the kids bath and wrangled them into cleaning up the school room (which was a disaster because we had turned a cardboard box into an airplane and made a mess doing so). Then he helped them clean their rooms and tucked those sweet little babies into bed when they were done. After that, he checked on me and then he took all the laundry down to the laundry room and started the process. Then finished all his charts and paperwork from the day. What a man.
Today, I woke up feeling a bit better and praying that the antibiotic would kick this thing before Saturday when I'm meeting ALL my sisters (there are 4 of us), in Wichita, to run the Turkey Trot 2 mile run! It will be fun! Rock Star, by the way, ran over 4 miles on Sunday...the show off. I keep telling Doc that she is 6 years younger and has had 2 babies less than me...I can't be expected to keep up!!
So now I'm off to help Lou with school (as if she needs my help). And I'm expecting today to be a great day. I hope yours is, too!