We have been busy at our house. Graham is mudding and taping the basement, meaning it is one step away from paint! Yahoo! I have decided to switch grades again next year. I am going to go to 2nd grade and am looking forward to it. First grade was fun, but it just wasn't the right fit for me. I feel really good about my switch and am looking forward to moving rooms and seeing some of my little ones again. Some, not all:) Sean will continue to go to Nana's house. We are very lucky. He walks in like he owns the place and his best bud is Papa.

We are still sick! It has been a tough week for me. I haven't been able to catch a break. I told Graham to admit me to the pysch ward tomorrow if I am not better, because I am going crazy!! My class caught on to my sickness, but instead of being on their best behavior decided it was time to take advantage and test the limits. My patience was run very thin by 2:40 yesterday afternoon! Fortunately the new meds I am on seem to be helping...my fingers are crossed.

I am excited to be an aunt again, Amy is due in one month! She was having contractions yesterday, so I am sitting by the phone...nothing yet!

It is supposed to be near 70 tomorrow. Here's hoping for the sun and warmth!

Sickness stinks.

Our family is trying to get healthy. We spent the long weekend sick and couped up inside. It started with Sean on Thursday morning, then me that evening, and now Graham today. I am hoping tomorrow will be a miracle day and we'll all be able to breath through our noses again. Here's to your health!

The sun helped our moods today, and we even took a short walk outside. The fresh air really does a body good. We are hoping the weatherman is right and the 70s will be here this week!

Meltdown...

Well I can officially say that I have lived through a "Sean Meltdown" in the middle of Target. It happened last Monday afternoon. I met my mom to walk the mall after school, because it is still too cold to go outside to do it, and on our way home from the mall, we swung through Target for a few things. He made it to the back of the store before he decided that he wanted to get out and walk on his own. My hands were full and he isn't one to "hold my hand" or "stay close," it is more fun to run and play "hide and seek" or "chase." Needless to say, I left my cart and I carried my screaming baby out of the store and buckled him into his seat and headed home. Once we were outside, he was fine.