oh, what a week!
sick. all. week.
everybody. somebody. anybody (exept dave).
sunday it was shane, micah and i.
monday, it was shane, micah, layla, and i.
tuesday, shane was better.
wednesday, micah was better.
thursday, I was worse!
friday, I thought layla was going to be better, but really wasn’t.
saturday was the best day all week, and even that wasn’t so spectacular!
monday: layla went to school in the morning and I took the boys to the doctor. that afternoon, I got a call from layla’s teacher that she had fallen asleep in class and wasn’t feeling well. I went and got her, and everyone spent the afternoon passed out.
wednesday: I attempted to be productive. got two boxes packed of kitchen stuff, but was sneezing so much and felt so awful I had to quit. the dishes are still all stacked up on the counter, waiting to be packed.
thursday: worst day for me. I woke up feeling like my head was going to explode. still sneezing my brains out and coughing my lungs out. dave stayed home from work that day to manage things. my voice couldn’t even last through reading stories, so he filled in and read layla her chapter of little house on the prairie.
and then there is the instagram entourage:
I have my 2x2 photo pocket pages all ready to go! can’t wait to stick them all in.
and next week, I hope my week is severely lacking in pictures of sleeping, sick children!