Keira has a class project... The teacher wants the kids to bring in some of their old baby clothes and pictures so that they could see how much they've grown.
We were going through some of her old baby stuff and Keira saw this old summer onesie and wanted to put it on right away. In fact, she's wearing it to sleep right now! hahaha! Still kinda fits...kind of.
Well, weather has been sort of crappy this weekend and we're all feeling it at home. Keira's had a cold since Wednesday and when she's got a cold, you'd think it was the end of the world. Every night we're all awake because of her howling at the top of her lungs "NOSE!!! MY NOSE!!!!!!!!!" hack hack hack. sheesh. Regular folks blow their noses and be done with it. Her? Nope, she's like her daddy... doesn't want to blow her nose.
After 4 sleepless nights, I hope tonight's the night she conks out and just sleeps through. I found a great saline solution for kids at the pharmacy today though. And it's novel and new enough that she let me try it on her! It's called Rhinaris® for kids and it's pretty good. At least the nozzle to spritz fits kid's nostrils.
I am doing all I can to NOT get sick as well including bending my mind to believe my throat isn't sore, no it's not, no it's not, no it's not....
What a gorgeous day for a baptism today. It was Keira's 2nd cousin's baptism today...Florence. We went shopping for the gift yesterday and Keira picked out a cute outfit at Mexx for the baby. She was so excited to give the gift, she wanted to see Florence yesterday! Always nice to see the family but even better to get home and relax. ah....
Just so you know... she decided it was cold after all and went inside to get proper clothing on. ; )
Is that a crop circle on our grass?? Nah...just the flattened grass left by Keira's whale pool (all snug as a bug in a rug in our cabanon for the winter).
Better outside playing in the cold than inside eating chocolates! Uh yes, that would be me.
Ok so here's the story... Most weekday mornings, I slooowly wake Keira up hoping to avert the morning monster. Most mornings, hubby wakes up at 6, does his daily morning routine and before heading to his paper & breakfast, he opens Keira's bedroom door, hoping the morning sounds will gently wake her up. No.
Then, after I finish up my morning stuff, I wake Keira up. Usually by 6:30, latest 6:45. Opening the curtains and letting in the sunshine usually illicits the first "NOOOOOOOO!!!! LE SOLEIL!!!!!!!!!" from Kiki. After my chipper "wake up! good morning!" (while I usually feel like dead meat), I get the monster scream.
Now, here's what I don't get: weekday mornings, I get the beast. Can't wake this chick up unless there's some cartoon she wants to see. Weekends, I want to sleep in. Who the heck do you think is smacking my face at 6:30 am saying, "hey mama! why you sleeping? are you finished yet??". Like, WTF?!
