When it Rains, it Pours

First of all, let me preface everything by saying that I am not complaining. Despite everything that's happened today (and despite the crazy headache I have) I am completely happy. From everything I'm going to tell you, it doesn't sound like it's been a good day, but it actually has been.

So, here's what's been going on.

1. Marcus got a fever yesterday afternoon, and he had such a hard time sleeping, both from the fever and his horrible cold. He didn't want me to set him down, even in his sleep, and I finally brought him to bed with me, but sleeping with a 20+ pound kid on your arm all night is not fun, so after a while I slid my arm out from under his head. The only reason he didn't wake up (that time) was because Callie the Cat was laying on his legs, so I think he was happy to be able to feel her breathing instead of me.

When he woke up this morning, he had green gunk in his eyes, and you could definitely tell that he wasn't feeling well. Really, the hardest part of him being sick is that Brian and I are taking off for Seattle tomorrow for Jeremy's wedding, and we were really hoping to leave him behind. It took us forever to decide that it would be okay (and probably good for him, though not so good for my poor mother who will be watching him) to leave him, and now that he's sick I don't know what to do. It would be so hard on him to be left, but there will also be other little kids and babies there, and I don't want to get them terribly sick as well.


2. While I was showering this morning, my neighbor came over and left a note with Alyssa saying that she saw a school bus hit our garbage can, which in turn, hit our car, and busted the tail light. So I took some pictures and called the school district. They're taking care of everything.

3. We found ants in our kitchen and dining room this morning. I found the ants just after getting off the phone with the Director of Transportation and just before I did a mad rush around the house to clean everything up before he came over to look at the car. Cleaning up involved sweeping everything, and spraying Home Defense and the perimeter of our living area. Darn those ants!

And 4. (Although the day isn't over yet.) Ethan found the cube of butter I was softening while I was taking a few moments to myself, checking everyone else's blogs. Pretty soon I heard, "I icing, Mom! I icing!" Translation: I'm ice skating, Mom! I'm ice skating! Yep, he had smeared the butter all over the floor, and was slipping and sliding all over the place.

It has been a crazy - insane day.