I fell asleep with Kira and woke up a little while ago feeling sick. I had a funny tingling in my throat all day. I woke up to a raging sore throat, a bit of a fever and a runny nose. I am praying that this isn't strep throat since antibiotics are a major problem for me.
Matt has been really busy at work. They just got a bunch of contracts and on top of the usual, he has been wearing the hat of engineer. He has squeezed me out of this chair most nights this past week so that he can do drawings on visio. Matt doesn't have the patience for computers, so let's just say, things have been a bit tense...
Some good things:
Kira and I went on a shopping spree this morning. She bought herself some belated birthday gifts at Gymboree, Please Mum and the toy store. Her favourite things that she played with for the rest of the day are her red glitter shoes, and her push broom. We also ordered a new tray for our puppy's crate. Puppy is coming in 3 weeks, I'm so excited.
Patrick's hockey game on Sunday was cancelled, which means that we no longer have a conflict where both Matt and I need to go to 2 different arenas for games. So if I am so sick that I can't drag my ass to the rink, at least he can handle the hockey schedule on his own. *OKAY I take all of that back, I just got an email that Patrick's game is back on, but later in the day so Matt will be able to take Damon to his game and it is our turn to do "juice duty". I just need to take Campbell to hockey while Matt is away with Patrick. Damon will be at a friend's birthday party, so I will just have Kira to watch at the arena and THAT is a vacation to me. ;-)*
I think things with Damon may be getting better. (knocking on wood) He really wants his own gameboy advance, and he recently made huge strides in improving his reading(a pre-requisite here). But it is still a struggle for him to finish his homework, so we told him that we need him to stop struggling with us if he wants a gameboy. Tonight he came home really eager to do it and to read books to me. After a while he started up (he yells instead of speaking and throws himself around and hits his siblings) and I reminded him. I could actually see that he was thinking about it and TRYING to resist the urge to behave like that. He stopped for a while and when the behaviour started again, I sent him to his room and he agreed that he needed to go there to settle down. He came back and was good for the rest of the night.
Campbell took the picture of him with the snowman in to his class. They had been doing a unit on snow and snowmen. He was so proud and so cute.