Poor little Maggie has been so sick. It all started Sunday with some projectile vomiting. I wound up scrubbing the couch and rug, mopping, bathing her, running a load of laundry, and then showering. Yesterday was general listlessness and a fever. Today is diaper blow out day. She would drink, but didn't want to eat anything. Until she laid eyes on these cheez-its anyway. So this morning she finally ate cheez-its, then I coaxed down some yogurt and cheese. She is taking her second nap of the day and it is only 11:30, so you know the poor kid is just worn out. If she isn't coming out of it by this afternoon we are taking a trip to Dr. G.
Jack came by yesterday to pick up some branches for the dump. He laid eyes on Kate and said, "By the way, your kid is dressed like Pamela Anderson." Sure enough, denim mini-skirt and Ugg boots. Not as much cleavage though.
Last night I had a little enrichment meeting. We are planning this Thursday, which is a class about three month food supplies and recipe ideas. If you have any super great ideas on the topic, will you let me know?
Jack came by yesterday to pick up some branches for the dump. He laid eyes on Kate and said, "By the way, your kid is dressed like Pamela Anderson." Sure enough, denim mini-skirt and Ugg boots. Not as much cleavage though.
Last night I had a little enrichment meeting. We are planning this Thursday, which is a class about three month food supplies and recipe ideas. If you have any super great ideas on the topic, will you let me know?
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Sorry to hear that you have a sickly child. I'm praying that we can make it another few weeks and actually turn the corner into better weather and less germs. I'm going to Jackson Hole at the end of the month for work and I can't send the kids to the folks if they are ill--aauuggh.
I'd send my comments on food storage, but I still have 2 cans of refried beans from 2001 and I don't have a clue what I'm going to do with them. We tried to eat them once and they were so disgusting to look at that they never got close to my mouth. If it looks like poop and smells like poop...
P.S. I really don't want to hear how you can make delicious brownies out of them. I'm afraid that I'll just wait for nuclear war first.
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