Still Sick, and Other Updates

My poor little Poka Bear’s still ill.  He put himself to bed at 4:30.  This is unusual enough that I keep checking on him.

We were supposed to go to a get together at our neighbors.  But it maybe just as well that I won’t wake a sleeping, sick child.  I’m all wrung out.  I was up half the night with the little guy.  I’ve pushed myself like crazy to clean today.  I’d intended to shop, run errands, and bake; none of which happened.  I just couldn’t make the poor kid go out in the cold and deal with crowds.  But I bet I sleep soundly tonight (except for when I wake worried and have to go put a hand on his head for a minute) and the house looks better than it has in months.  I told the kids we had to get/keep everything nice and neat so Santa’s got room to bring new stuff.

J’s been a real trooper, putting up with PB getting extra attention/medicine/cold wet treats.  OK, she got a popsicle too.  And having him crash so early gave her a whole evening to be the only one.  And she likes to help.  She even picked up the train set her brother left on the floor when he fell asleep.  Without being asked.  As soon as I start to worry that she’s abnormally good and goes along with other people to easily she reminds me that she’s strong willed and hates people she doesn’t know well.  That’s my girl.

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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