Tomorrow is Halloween. The older kids are incredibly exciting to go trick-or-treating. The younger ones of course don’t have much of a clue. We will be escorting Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz (in silver shoes as it is in the story, not ruby slippers like in the movie), Spiderman and Pooh Bear and Tigger around the street that Meg’s school is on. It’s a U-shaped street and even though there are dark houses, the kids get a boatload of candy.
What’s inevitable of course is that I have a sick child. Izzie started acting really whiny yesterday after a VERY short 45 minute nap and I assumed she was tired. Today she woke up overly warm, so I gave her a spot of Tylenol. As the morning went on, she was more whiny and paler that normal, and just wanted to sit with her head on my shoulder. After quick trip to pick up Drew at school, she ate a quick lunch and is now sound asleep. I am keeping my fingers crossed that she wakes up miraculously healed.
It’s karma or something that makes kids get sick before something special~Meg was sick for her first Christmas, the twins were sick for their first Christmas and Drew was sick for his second day of school this year. I don’t know how they know that something special is about to happen and therefore they need to get sick, but at least with my kids, that’s how it works.
So, send some good thoughts my way that 1) Izzie is better when she gets up and 2) that the others remain healthy. Thanks.