Thank You, Uncle Todd (and V)!

We went to Target today, and as we were looking around at some things I got distracted. Little did I know that Bea grabbed "Sally" while I was holding her. I heard her making lovey noises as she hugged this toy and looked down and noticed what she was holding. She has been very much into the movie "Cars" lately, and Sally is the girl car. She's a porsche, a pretty blue one. So I asked her if she wanted Sally and she said yes. Then I thought to myself, my daughter has a Porsche before I have had one!

Sally is her new favorite stuffed toy. And while it won't replace her bow-wows, it is very special to her right now, and I am sure it will be for quite a while. I am sure that tonight she won't go to sleep without it. So, thank you Todd and V. She loves her gift. Here she is with Sally:



And on a different note, I am sad to report that both girls are sick. Olivia has a bad cold and Bea, well she has mild pneumonia. It's been hard. They both started with the croup earlier this week and Bea took a turn for the worse yesterday. Last night I wanted to write a post because I was so mad that my family is sick all the time. I had it all planned out, especially when my father-in-law brought my child to me in state that I have not seen her in before - as she clung to me and was so happy to be home I was ready to cry. After being home for a while, she snapped out of her state. I still wanted to write that post, but I was too tired. This morning we took her back to the doctor for her second round of a shot antibiotic. As I looked around the waiting room and saw all of the other children with probably the same thing, I noticed something different about Bea (and Olivia, too) from the other children. While those kids clung to their parents, my children were laughing, playing and trying to entertain the others. Though they don't feel well, I am happy that they can still keep their sunny dispositions through it all. Then I thought that it could be worse...though, I don't wish that on us, or anyone. As I think of what this night might entail, I pray that Bea will not choke in her sleep (as she has the past two nights) and proceeded to vomit all over the place. We could all use a little bit of sleep around here.

I have looked closely at my children the last couple of days and find myself so happy and so in love with them. I just want them to be well.