I Taste Nothing

The boys' playhouse, under the crib!

Never fails.  Anytime I get a long term teaching assignment my children get sick.  Every time.  I am home with Peyton today; he woke with a 100.7 temperature.  I should have known when he crawled into bed with me and put his HOT feet on my leg.  My mom said I carried fever in my ears.  Haven't figured where Jake carries his, we still have a few surprises left.  Since I have nothing to write about (other than the horrendous sinus headache, or the unprepared lesson plans for tomorrow) I'll just post some recent pictures of my babies. 

Pretty sure they were keeping the jellybeans under there.

Pardon their eyes, but they are beginning to like each other




One more thing I want to complain about, I can't taste anything.  Except for the bologna with my lunchable.  Which reminds me, what was supposed to be for supper????

Company and Croup

Jake, Peyton, TJ and I are glad to welcome Jennifer and Cade.  Jennifer is one of my littles (think ZTA) and Cade is her boyfriend of two or so years.  They are attending a wedding in Meridian later this evening.  Demopolis was deemed to be a good stopping place overnight, on their way from Birmingham. 

They arrived around 7 p.m. Friday evening.  We had a lovely dinner, prepared by Jake and myself, of grilled chicken breasts and not-just-lettuce salad.  We actually ate closer to 9 though. 

 sorry for crooked picture

Their visit was preceeded by a last minute trip to the pediatrician.  I picked TJ up from daycare after school Friday, and I was met with "TJ has fever." GREAT

So off to the doctor's office we go.  Diagnosis: croup.  Thankfully, he has rested well.