Well, I complained about my cry-baby stressing me out yesterday.... i take her to the doctor today who confirms she has a sore throat and swollen glands! :-( She was not feeling good, poor thing. I went in there convinced there was nothing wrong because Carys was FINE when she got up this morning, no crying, no grumpiness, it was all play play play. Mother proved wrong again. This reminds me of the time my mom decided NOT to take me to the doctor because I'd be fine in a few days and I ended up with a cast from my thumb to my elbow! I was running around the house and bashed my thumb on a door I think, I cried and cried ( I was about 9) and I was told its okay, leave it alone, it will be fine in a minute-- a week later and I'm still crying over a sore thumb that is now swollen 3 times its normal size. I go in for an X-ray and I had a serious break! Good to see I didn't inherit THAT gene mom (just joking).
Here is a picture of Carys in the sink, this has become her favourite place to have a bath.. she isn't going to fit in it much longer.
We had last nights planned sausage casserole tonight... minus the butternut squash.... I got too much grief from P and Adam so I left it out.
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