Avery has been sweeping the kitchen floor the last few days. Every time she adds another crumb to her pile, she wants everybody to come look at "how clean the kichen floor is now". She is very proud of herself. Although, it's more work to keep coming to look at how clean it is than for me to just do it myself. After working at it for a little while today, she sighed and said, "Sometimes it take a lot of practice to broom the whole floor."
Preston was sick during the night. When I got up this morning, he said, "Mommy, I can't go to school because I threw up in the night. Do you believe me about that?"
Later, he said, "I feel most of the way better. I'm still too sick to do my homework, but I could have that piece of candy now."
Yesterday, we went over to a friend's house to play. As we were getting ready to leave, I noticed that my left hand was blue. I thought that maybe I had gotten something on it, so I tried washing it off. It didn't wash off. I was trying not to freak out too much, but I didn't know what to do. Of course, Bill wasn't answering his phone. My friend looked up what kind of things could cause one hand to turn blue. (I think she actually googled "blue fingers on one hand"...) Anyway, some of the possibilities were very serious, like a blood clot, a stroke, a mini-stroke, heart problems, etc. So I called my doctor to ask what I should do, and they told me to go to the ER. Her neighbor brought me some aspirin, and another neighbor took me to the doctor while my friend watched my kids. I had never met her neighbors, but I really appreciated them being so willing to help me without even knowing me. Luckily, it didn't turn out to be anything serious, but I was still grateful for kind people who were concerned about me and my blue hand.
Today, my kids keep coming to check if my hand is still blue. It's kind of cute that they are concerned as well.