The horrible, yucky, no good flu

Yep, that's right the horrible, yucky, no good flu has hit our home. Gretchen brought it home about 2 weeks ago. She complained mostly of a sore throat and headaches. I started with it last Thursday. First it was the horrible sore throat. Then by Sunday afternoon it was a headache and then fever. Yesterday morning it was the runny nose and today it's sneezing and watery eyes. And of course, Mr. T started with the fever last night and cough throughout the night. I must say how absolutely lovely it is to be up for an hour in the middle of the night with a little boy who is completely out of it due to being tired but having a cough that won't allow him to sleep. Fortunately, we have been able to keep it away from Ray. I think that has to do with him not being home much. Work is starting to pick up and he has to do inventory soon. Throughout this whole ordeal there are a few things I have learned. Let me share a few with you.

• Puffs is not softer than Kleenex; don't let them fool you. They haven't fooled my nose. Never again will I buy you.
• Hot chocolate is fabulous at any time of day; water or milk, it doesn't matter to me. Just as long as it's warm, it's good.
• Curious George is a good quality show that I think I could watch all day with the kids. For that matter, PBS is fantastic.
• A VCR is highly underrated. The kids are able to put the videos in without me having to worry about them scratching the daylights out of a DVD.
• My kids amaze me. They may feel the yuckiest but are still able to put a big ole' happy face on their smile. Colored paper, crayons and different shaped cut-outs can keep them entertained for hours.

Play-dough... I have a love-hate relationship with you. I love how you can entertain my children for hours. How in the world can you stick so to my carpet and my kids clothes' after being appreciated by those little hands?

• It's okay for your 5 year old to be walking around the house with disinfecting wipes wiping every thing they see. You can never be too clean.
• I'm done with this snow. Winter I've had enough of you, time to say your goodbye and leave. See ya next year.
• Theraflu, you and I will never be friends. You taste yucky no matter how many times I take you, you make me gage; yet you help me sleep wonderful at night.
• Just because you give your 2 year old honey and lemon to help with his cough, it doesn't give you a right to have it too. Yes, it may taste delicious but it doesn't help. Your 5 year old may look at you funny while eating it too.

Great conversations

Peanut and cracker jack never cease to amaze me with what comes out of their mouths. I've had quite a few great conversations with them lately.

Sunday we were at church downstairs playing in the toddler room. Mr. T was building with blocks.

Me: "Trevor, what are you making?"
T: "A birthday cake."

Me: "Who's birthday cake?"

T: "Mine."

Me: "Honey, your birthday isn't until this summer. I'm not sure it will last that long. Carrie's birthday is coming up soon."

T: "It's my birthday cake but I'll share it with Uncle Carrie and Uncle John."

Me: "You mean Aunt Carrie not uncle."

T: "You know what I mean." :)

On Sundays we go to my parents' for lunch. We were leaving their house and Gretchen was wondering about Nala.

G: "Where's Nala? I didn't see him when we left."

Me: "He probably went into the barn to stay warm."

G: "No, mom. I think dad ran over him and he's hanging on under our car."

At this point, I'm very glad I'm not the one driving. Ray and I laugh quite a bit.

Me: "Gretchen, are you sure he's under there?"

G: "Oh yeah, he's coming home with us."

We get down to the stop sign at the end of the road.

G: "Oh, there I think he jumped off and is going home. He's going back to grandma's house."

I'm happy to report Nala is safe and sound at grandma's.

Tonight as I was getting the kids out of the bathtub and dressed, Mr. T announced that he needed to make a stinky. I jump at the chance to get him out of the tub and onto the potty. He screams, hollers and throw his fit while sitting on the potty. As sure as can be that I will drop him into the potty. I finally get him calmed down and dressed with a diaper on. I then proceed to go potty.

T: "See mom you have big buns so you can sit on the potty. I have small buns, I fall in."

Thanks Trevor.

I just love the stuff they come up with. :)