Getting by

Grady doesn't want to go to sleep tonight. He was up for about three hours last night with a fever, and that has since developed into a lovely drippy nose and cough. He's clingy and crabby and sitting on my lap right now, so it's a good thing he can't read yet.

This month is creeping by. I'm feeling clingy and crabby too, so I guess I shouldn't blame poor G. I'm tired of snow and ice and getting shocked every time I touch electronics and not being able to open the windows. And I'm sick of everyone being sick. And it's leap year. I don't know what that has to do with anything, just thought I'd throw that out there.

I started out this entry talking about puke, and when I told Mike that he said that maybe it was time to hang it up. I erased the whole thing and started over, but this isn't any better. I just felt obligated to write something because I haven't in so long. I won't be back again until one of my kids does something funny. That shouldn't be too long, but we'll have to wait and see.