Some vacation!

Last week was school vacation. It was not among the best we've had.

Why not? Let's see...

...Hubby traveled for work for the first 3 days of vacation, leaving me home with the 3 boys. Which would have been a challenge even under perfect conditions.

...As soon as Hubby left, I started feeling sick. It got worse and worse, so the next day I went to the doctor and was diagnosed with strep throat.

...Baby A decided that this would be the perfect time to experiment with never sleeping longer than 45 minutes at a time. Apparently he does not believe that people need rest to recover from an illness.

...I discovered that it is very difficult to manage 3 children alone when one can barely swallow or raise her voice above a whisper. And when one has not slept in 2 days.

...The day after Hubby returned from his trip, C was diagnosed with strep throat. O also started with a fever, so he's being treated too.

...When I finally started feeling better (thank goodness for Amoxicillin!!!), I spent the rest of the week on a laundry and Lysol binge.

Yup! I think I need a vacation from this vacation!!!

Valentine

Of course, two minutes after I put this shirt on Baby A, he spit up all over it.

And then he peed on it.

And now he's wearing something else.

Yeah. I'm feeling the love...

Middle Child

Since the arrival of A, O has obviously become our middle child. Knowing that lots of people think of this as a negative, I started hyping up the coolness of this position months ago. "You know, C only gets to be a big brother, and A only gets to be a little brother, but YOU get to be both. Isn't that so awesome?!" I told him over and over. But he was really just excited to finally be a big brother like C, and didn't seem to really care about also being a little brother. So I didn't think my propaganda campaign worked. Until this afternoon.

When A woke up, O came running over and started jumping up and down frantically.

O: "Hi Baby A! Hi! Hi! Hi! Hi!"

Me: "Wow, you're always so excited when he's awake! You really like having a little brother, don't you?"

O: "Yeah! He's the little brother, and I'm the big."

Me: "That's right."

O: "But not the biggest. That's C. A is the littlest and C is the biggest, and I'm the medium brother."

Me: "You mean the middle brother? You're right, because you are a big brother and a little brother at the same time. Isn't that great?!"

O: "No, Mom! Not the middle brother! The medium! C is the biggest, and A is the littlest, and I am the mediumest!" 

Hopefully he'll always be this excited about it!

Sure hope that Phil was right!!

We've had a major snowstorm every week since A was born, and today we're on snow day number 4.

We need an early spring!!