I’m home with Julia today, as she was running a fever over 101°F all weekend. It was down this morning, but she was up twice last night and is very congested. If nothing else, we figured she’d at least rest better at home. Wish I could say the same, but I did managed to catch up on LOST (Aaron???) while I ate lunch and sorted through these photos from Delton’s party:
Julia is feeling better…at least enough to complain that she doesn’t want pureed green beans or cut up pears or the sippy cup she keeps asking for. Feeding her right now is exasperating.
But not as exasperating as hearing the street sweeper outside and realizing that your car is in the way and extremely likely to get a ticket. Not even throwing your daughter in her car seat sans coat and racing down the block to beat the meter maid is enough to prevent the City of Lancaster from getting another $20 from us. Ugh!