Viola has a 104 degree fever this morning- even after the ibuprofen. We have a doctor appointment at 10:45. Avery went in and got her 2 year check-up this morning. She had two shots- Heb B and Hep A. She didn't cry, didn't even leak a little. Then afterward she said to the nurse, "Thank you for poking me with the big pins". Heh heh. That's my girl.
Anyhow, no school for sickies so looks like we'll be camped out here in the living room with the nebulizer and the codeine cough syrup.
So, I went to Safeway at 11:30 last night. I was in my bright blue pajama bottoms with purple stars all over them that I've had for years and are three sizes too big for me. I had on a black tank top and a ratty grey sweatshirt. I distinctly recall that one side of my bangs was standing up at a funny angle from where I took a little nap earlier. Oh yeah, and to complete the look I was wearing my maroon and beige Steve Maddens (hey, they were slip-on). I was buying gatorade, jello and children's tylenol and ibuprofen. As I was stumbling down the analgesics aisle, I bumped into some guy who proceeded to ask me for my phone number. I laughed and said, "Uh, thanks but no". Later, I thought about it and maybe I should have pointed out to the guy I was laughing because of the ridiculousness of me in my pajama bottoms and sticky-outty hair buying tylenol for my daughter who was moments earlier snotting on the front of my ratty grey sweatshirt- getting asked for my phone number in the Safeway.
It was an uneventful weekend of medication management. We watched the Oscars. Eh, whatever. I didn't see hardly any of the movies, being that I have two small children and all. I made oatmeal cookies on Saturday and they are all gone now. We watched the newest version of Peter Pan, really enjoyed that. Hmm. Not much else.
Were off to the dr. now.