A Doozy!

If the 4th molar does not break through soon, I'll be checking into Shady Acres. Poor Bug is suffering (not an exaggeration) with the final of her 1st 4 molars. She is miserable. She has ran a fever (102+) for the past 3 days. Tylenol knocks it out within minutes but w/in 6 hours it is right back up again. The gums over the molar "look" more painful than I care to explain. She has very little appetite and what she does eat must be soft. I wish I could take the pain away!

We have had some funny stuff happen/said/done/etc lately. I'll work backwards.

Today was Bug's first day in the snow. We bundled up while she was napping and played in the snow out back. Gman adjusted to the extreme cold like a trooper and we threw snowballs, tackled eachother (& the dogs...they had a blast getting any attention), and sled down our hill. When Bug woke up I went inside. Since the boys stayed out, I bundled her up & out we went. The first few breathes were stolen by the cold but she had fun. I got some great pictures... I know I know...I have been promising more pictures...soon!

Gman has been such a card lately, some of the things he says. The one I can think of off the top of my head was yesterday when I picked him up from school. The are learning all about valentine(s) this week in school. At the prompting of his daily sheet from school I asked "why" he got valentine cards yesterday hoping for an explanation. He informed me he got a monster truck (which he did). I reitterated my question "why"...monster truck. I decided to go about this another way "What is Valentines all about?"....his response (priceless) word for word: "it's about being sexy". That is what his "friends" told him. I explained it's more about being romantic...not so I was told! I laughed so hard as I wasn't prepared for that response.

When Bug hasn't been overtaken with pain she has brought out an attitude that makes us shake with fear about the years to come. Worst part is she is so much like me...I see myself in her so often...how can you get angry at yourself when you are perfect. If I'm perfect and she's just like me she must be perfect too... makes complete sense to me (as Mr Hubby would say, it's my story & I'll tell it how I want to).

I have been laughing so hard these days at the kids...I am going to have to carry a lil notebook along with me to jot down all the "funnies".

Well I'm gonna squeeze in a bit more work tonight since I have been such a slacker! Night all!