Tuesday, January 18, 2011

It's The Little Things

For the past week we've been dealing with the flu. Full on, swab the brain through the nose, diagnosed Influenza A. My little Harley.

You've never seen such a sad little boy. His eyes have been droopy. His voice has been so hoarse. He's been laying around. My typically non-complaintive baby has been super whiny. But still very sweet. He's had fevers as high as 103.5. We've bought Popsicles, push-pops, ice cream, apple juice, cranberry juice, Pedialyte. We've spent $30 for a new Vicks brand humidifier. $10 for a tub toy (What? He's sick and he wanted it. What was I supposed to say? No?? I didn't think so.). $50 for a prescription for Tamiflu. We've had more medicine end up on his shirt than in his tummy.

But today. Today he peed through his diaper and onto my sheets. And while this is usually very annoying because it means more laundry for me, today I'm grateful. It means his body isn't absorbing every single drop of fluid we put into it. He's not having a fever anymore. His nose is still a faucet. He's still coughing.

But today we had a very wet diaper and for that, I'm grateful. My lil' boy is on the mend.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

How Close Was It?


To ending up in the toilet?


(Harley runs off with my phone all the time. I was scrolling through my pictures last night and came across this one.)

Thursday, January 6, 2011

That Was Just a Test

If you saw that video post of me I'm sorry. It was a test to see if I could really do it. And it worked!!! But it was just me dinkin' around on my computer at my sister Kim's house.

I'm looking scary it in! I have no idea how it works once I delete a post if it had already shown up in your reader. So if you're able to still see it, again, I apologize for scaring you!

I love my cute computer!!! And I have a doozie of a story for a video post. I had the most hell-ish customer last night at work. It was literally all I could do to A: not cry and B: not ask him WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?????

But it's too long a story to type so I'll video it when I get a bra on and some make-up. Maybe not the bra.