Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Oh, What a (Not) Glorious Morning

Morning began at 2 a.m. for me, when Abby woke up with an earache. It took close to an hour for pain medicine to kick in and for her to go back to sleep. At 6:30, J.T. awoke complaining of a sore throat and fever. So we decided he would go to work with me and Abby would stay with MaMa. Trust me. No one wants to handle TWO sick kids alone. It is CIA level torture.

I packed them each a bag, some entertainment selections, medicine and lunches. We were, of course, running late to get everyone where they needed to be. Alot of scrambling later, we had everyone in the car, with their respective "stuff", all buckled in. So. The car wouldn't crank. It's not even MONDAY!

PaPa let us borrow his truck, doctor appointments were scheduled, we made it to work on time and $100 later, the kids have antibiotics and school excuses in hand.

And I have five alarm headache.

5 comments:

Mary said...

It sounds like you stayed (reasonably) calm.

Any one of those things happening would be enough to dement me!

Cell Block said...

$110 later actually.

Fairlie said...

I'm sure there is some kind of physics theory that explains why these things all happen at once.

Of if there's not...there should be. Some bright student could get a PhD out of this.

Stomper Girl said...

That is a really bad morning. I hope the rest of your week improves.

Aunty Evil said...

You will treasure these moments...one day. :)

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