Part of the answer must be, you have to have to bad to enjoy the good. Right? If life was always perfect and sunny and warm, say 80-85 degrees and no humidity, we'd all take it for granted. Those poor folks in Hawaii who think a little bit of rain makes for a bad day.
Normally this time of year we'd probably start to go a little stir crazy. That is to be expected. But I think Sophia and Heidi manage to get enough time out of doors just to keep them sane. Also, the times that I go to the gym really help I think because they have a large indoor jungle gym that they love to play on. Almost every time I go to pick them up they are climbing up or sliding down on that gym, happy as little clams.
Really January has been tame for our family. A little bit of hunkering down indoors and relaxing. Heidi is coming down with a bit of a cold, I think. She isn't really coughing, just has the green mucousy nose. I got what I swear is the miniature version of the flu this last Friday. Thursday I had a doctor's appointment and had blood drawn and all of that fun stuff. I was not feeling great at that point, and then Thursday evening it turned from not fun to even less fun. I had a fever and body aches and sore throat and what felt exactly like a version of the flu, only on a smaller scale because the fever wasn't too high. I stayed home from work on Friday and sent the girls to Miss Sherri's house still, which was amazing. I slept basically all day. Then my in-laws offered to watch Sophia overnight on Friday (half the load!). Sohpia came over to offer me some great medical advice, and to give me a hug and a kiss goodnight. She said:
"If you are hungry you can eat crackers and pretzels"
"Drink some water, but not too much"
"If you see a spider let Daddy kill it"
"Let me check your heartbeat...*Puts on stethoscope and checks*... it's good. Maybe too much food in your belly"
And after the advice she sang "Jesus Loves Me" to me while stroking my hair and cheek. My little nurse. It was so sweet.
Then my poor little girl ended up with a sore throat on Sunday (yesterday). She never did get a fever, so I don't know if she had some sort of version of what I had. But we gave her orange juice and vitamins and let her suck on some suckers throughout the day, and this morning when she woke up she said "I don't have a froat anymore!" (no more sore throat, yay)! We took a minute to pray in the car and thank God that we were all feeling healthy and well again. I just love these little girlies.
|Go Daddy, GO!|
|Let me help you with those push-ups!|
|Playing with Daddy and Copper while Mommy is resting|
|Heidi has some Alfalfa hair going here|
|Let me check your ears, Mom|
|She loves her Uncle Dan|