Faking It

The little boys have had colds. Seamus, rather miserably climbed into my bed last week on Friday, and declared, all stuffy, “I caught my brother’s cold.” And Gilbert will inform anyone, “I’ve got a bad cold.” Gilbert had vocal fry down, and he uses it on the word bad. I fell victim to the cold…

Ha Ha, and You Though I’d Be Blogging More

I can’t believe that post was so long ago. Not much has changed except the mostly well baby…was really sick. He had a sinus infection, an ear infection, and pinkeye. And then we dragged him to Denver. Which was ill advised. He went to daycare there, because to be fair, he was doing a lot…