Not CootieBoy! His medicine obviously helped yesterday because late last night and this morning he had a raging fever. I could feel it emanating off him in the night (he came into our bed around 4:30 a.m. this morning). I didn’t even attempt to give him medicine since that’s an epic battle not handled on one’s own. But when I took CootieGirl to daycare I stopped by CootieBoy’s classroom to ask the teacher what she does.
Apparently she doesn’t announce it’s medicine, she puts the full dose in a big spoon, and just walks up to the kid in question and says, “Here you go,” after which the kid willingingly takes the medicine. And why didn’t *I* think of that?
So Sicky McSickerson is now sitting in front of the boob tube watching “Happy Feet”. The only errand I have to run today is to the post office to mail off this painting that I did last night (pictured). I’m VERY pleased with how it turned out. The picture shows what it looks like before the varnish was put on to seal the paint. That varnish makes all the difference on the appearance of the painting in person.
Okay, well let me go see if I can clean up the house a bit before we head to the post office. This house is a DISASTER. It makes me appreciate all that Denis does around here to see how it all falls apart when he’s gone for a few days.
Thank you for appreciating my work around the house. I’ll be back tomorrow. Then we’ll tackle house cleaning together a bit more, since it will be tougher to clean up now that I have a full-time job again.