I just caught myself wishing for just a second that she was just a little bit sick. Nothing major, no flu, no stomach virus, just maybe a low grade fever. Something that would make her want to be a little less active. OH MY WORD. She has been all over the house today. If she wasn't getting out all Daddy's extra soap and unwrapping every bar, she was pooring Anabelle's water on the carpet, or trying to throw a wipe into the fireplace. She's been EVERYWHERE. When Anabelle is running 103, it makes it hard to get anything done.
We are on our 7th day of someone having some sort of ailment. Anabelle has a cough and a fever. After Caroline's 487th "MOMMY!" of the morning I had to break out. I convinced Anabelle that she wanted to go somewhere by bribing her with an icecream cone at 1100am. I just needed to at least transfer my clan to the car where C would be strapped in. This is my sweet girl after finally complying.
Good news is that yesterday I was a pretty awesome mother, so it all evens out. You'll see a post on "P" day at the Rushing house later.
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