Sweet Relief! (Ya' know, 'cause we had sick kids)

Well, I am very, very happy to report that the girls are feeling better. Kayley and I finally got tired of all the pukin' and poopin' (and my goodness, there was a lot of both!) so we made an appointment with the doctor. Since Claire is such a shy little girl, we knew that she would throw a hissy fit when he came into the room. So, to try and prevent the hysterics before they started, we spent some time the night before the appointment practicing with her all the things he would probably do. (It came to me later that the pediatrician chose his profession he decided he wanted to have three year olds kicking, punching, puking and screaming in his face all day. Who am I to deny him his dream?) It turns out that Allie had a sinus infection, Claire had some fluid buildup behind her eardrums that made it hard for her to hear and they both had a touch of the flu. He game us some antibiotics and stuff to dope 'em up (It's disturbing to me just how much Claire loves to take medicine. If I still lived in that pot-head heaven known as Clearlake I would say her friends had been slipping her a little more than crackers at playtime.) and we all feel much better now.


I think I've mentioned this before, but Kayley loves her job. She especially likes it this year because she has a teachers aide all day, she's teaching all day kindergarten and her class size has been capped by the principle at 18 students. The reason for the cap is that Kayley has what she lovingly refers to as the "low kids" and what I jokingly call the "freakin' idiots" (I'm a bad person). Well, when she came home Tuesday she had a big smile on her face and practically skipped everywhere she went. Like I said, Kayley loves her job, but it's really emotionally and physically draining, so most days she comes home and has to collapse on the couch for a half hour before she feels like herself. So when she came home all spry and happy I couldn't help but notice. After about an hour of unrestrained bubbliness I finally asked what was going on. She sighed, looked off into the distance and with a euphoric smile said, "Five of my students were absent today!" I thought that was pretty funny.

I've got finals next week and I can already feel the ulcer starting. All three are comprehensive, so all this week I'll be trying to remember and relearn the equations, molecular names and electron pushing mechanisms that I've been studying for the past semester. (If you think that sentence is boring to read, imagine trying to do it!) All I can say is "Who needs sleeping pills?"