Belly Dancer's Nightcap

On the Road

...to recovery. Lots of sleep for me last night seemed to do the trick. Ian did not sleep most of the night which meant Jack did not either. This is how he came to sleep amidst his lunch:(

If you are sick with the Flu two of the many things I recommend are...

Sambucol - Great stuff and it tastes good:)

Badger Baby Balm - To put on your sore nose:) We use it for tons of things!

On Today's Agenda

3 am - Poor sleeping husband gets a duty call

6:50 - Wake to Ian Screaming

8 - Amen for coffee & Oh Yay! Erik left us a giant strawberry danish

9 - Boys in a tizzy/playing/getting dressed

10 - Mad scramble to pick up trashed house while trying to keep boys from fighting over toys and crying for me

11 - Acute humiliation (Will explain in a minute)

11:40 - Another cup of coffee to help process humiliation while I sit down to play new wooden game with the boys

12:30 - Jack falls asleep in sandwich

NAPS

1:40 - Husband comes home TIRED and talkative (which I love - the talkative part that is).

2:30 - I run to the German grocery store to get supplies for our vacation & stop by the bakery for big, bread bunnies

4 - Walk downtown to the Apotheke to look for Sambucol but nothing is open - I shouda known - Saturday in Germany!

4:40 - Hanging out with the boys and the tired Papa

5 - Bunny Brötchen snack

6 - easy dinner for boys - organic chicken fingers, french fries & grapes on the side.

7 - Playing kitchen/Winding down with The Smith's Asleep/Pajamas

8 - Bed

9 - Me with this and this and a lot of laundry to do.

This is a fun game from Chelona with colorful wooden pieces - we bought it over here but you can find it online.

My Grandparents got the boys this lovely bus with people from Ten Thousand Villages:) We love it!

Boys are so messy when they cook!

Yesterday was my worst sick day but today was like coming alive again - except for the embarrassing portion. You see, back when Amy was here the housing people called us to say that our landlord's son wanted to pop by to take some measurements around the house because he might live here after us. I changed the date for him to come for after Amy left and promptly forgot about it. Then I remembered the day before when I felt like I was on my death bed. So the husband and I made a plan that, the day of, one of us would keep the sick children happy while the other one scrambled around making things presentable. Unfortunately, my poor husband was called into work at three in the morning - the nature of his job. So this left me scrambling with unhappy sick boys and not accomplishing enough. I was told it was just the son coming but no - it was the son, his lovely wife and baby, 2 smartly dressed architects and the landlord's husband. Oh dear me. I had prepared a note in German apologizing for the state of our house and explaining that we had had the Flu for three weeks. I know I shouldn't care so much but I do. I don't like strangers picking through and scrutinizing our personal living space. My home is my refuge and I value my privacy. It felt like someone was walking through my journal and taking a look at my thoughts. The three of us looked like sad rabbits in the glare of headlights sitting there blinking. It is over though and I think I will write the wife to tell her what a wonderful place this is to live with children.

The better parts of the day were spent resting, playing and enjoying the immense sun. Thank you God for our health and that warmth.

Posted by M. of the Gypsies at March 1, 2008 11:10 PM | TrackBack