What he looks like when he's sick...and sleeping.
OK. Not really, but I’m running low on title creativity! My flight was…you guessed it…delayed, so I got back to Tulsa a little later than planned. Not a big deal.
Saturday I went to work– redoing the landscaping. I’m sorry, but I do not have a finished picture. Hmm… anyway… I planted more hostas and some hydrangeas before filling in some space with more begonias.I hope to wait until next year to see how full they come back before planing anything else.
Overnight on Saturday, The Boy got sick, and by sick, I mean a 103 degree temprature for no apparent reason! He was moaning, not sleeping, and miserable, so we gave him some medicine. Fortunately that allowed him to sleep for a little while, but only if he was on top of me, and the child was REALLY hot for a portion of that time, so I got almost no sleep at all. Being the ever lovely wife, however, I did manage to make Kevin pancakes for Father’s Day. I know– all my friends and family wrote lovely posts for their husbands on father’s day, while Kevin got pancakes, a sick toddler, and an exhausted wife. At least he got pancakes and sleep.
The Boy was sick most of Sunday, though he woke up around six (after a five to six hour nap) and asked for Sonic. WHAT? Specifically– a blue slush, hot dog on a stick, cheddar bites and tator tots. Considering he had not eaten much in the past 24 hours or so, I caved and went to purchase him some Sonic. (Yes, I’m still shaking my head.) At least he was feeling better.
Wednesday I went to listen to the band my supervisor, Ed, plays in. They’re pretty good. Commercial Vehicle. I packed and Thursday we took off for the BasketWives Meet-up in Chicago.
