Ugh, just when we think it’s getting better…we have another step back.

Yesterday Theo got bit by a wasp.  The poor boy was really upset and we couldn’t figure out what happened until a few minutes later when it swelled up a little bit.  Not too much, thank goodness.  Some allergy medicine, pain medicine and a movie and he was good to go.

Last night we were at some friend’s house and got an emergency call from Stanley, who was babysitting for us.  Tate woke up crying hysterically and saying his ear was hurting.  Tate’s pretty stoic, so when he says it hurts, I believe him.  Mark headed home to get Tate some medicine, and he went back to sleep soon after.  Just before midnight he woke up crying again, and was up until three.  We were able to get him some more medicine, and a hot compress for his ear, but I think it’s safe to say it was a long night for everyone in the house.

Today we are all taking it slow, attempting to recover.

Tomorrow I will attempt some coherent sentences regarding how life is going here.  We had a great weekend, and I’d like to share some of that, too.  But for now I have to get the laundry finished, get some food on the table for lunch and then…NAP TIME!

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