Monday, February 23, 2015

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Today was just a regular day--too busy, kind of weird, good and bad.  All that stuff.  Lucy hasn't been feeling well.  She had an awful cough all weekend and it lingers on today.  So her sleep has been tough.  She fell asleep in my lap while I was trying to work on the payroll.  Notice her hand down my shirt in the top photo.  Always.

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She just doesn't fall asleep on me that much.  It was so cute and pitiful and I had to send a photo to Kris.  Poor little one.

Kris had a lot of hospital cancellations so his day was kind of short.  Victoria came to help with the kids in the afternoon so Kris and I stole away to have a late lunch together.  This almost caused me to forget about picking up Max, but luckily Kris remembered him, so he wasn't abandoned.

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Lucy got to come along of course, lucky girl.  All the people in Santa Fe think she's our only kid when we're out together with just her and are always shocked if it comes up that we have a 10 yr old. Does that mean we look young or that everyone thinks people should start having kids when theyr'e old?  I'm not sure.





And there's Lucy at the restraunt laying claim to her favorite spot.  Give me a break.



Oh, and this is from the morning when I had to take Sandy to the doctor for his 4 yr old well child check and innoculations.  Kris had helped him get dressed and he was in head to toe green (including socks I think) and was wearing a Peter Pan hat.  Many a Grandma in the doctor's waiting room got a kick out of him.

He did great for the shots, I tried a new system of honestly and bribery, telling him very clearly that he was getting shots and explaining them, but also telling him we'd drive straight to Target so he could pick out a Lego set. It totally worked.  He was very brave and picked out a cool Star Wars ship that wasn't even too expensive.

See?  It was a weird day.  It turned out nice though.  I even got a massage at the end.  Mondays don't get much better than that, really.

2 comments:

Grampa Guy said...

Way to go Sandy being brave. !

K said...

I remember hearing a story, maybe from Grandma Betty about a mother who had to go into the hospital, leaving her baby behind at home, and the only way the little one could sleep was if she had her mother's garment in the bed with her, because she always fingered the lace while she was nursing. It was the only comfort that helped.