First Footings for the New Year

Well, we did have a tall, dark handsome stranger as the first one to walk through our door this new year... too bad it was Brian leaving for Holland. pardon me for a minute while I pout.... I hate it when he leaves. You would think I would get used to it, and in some ways I am, but I don't miss him any less....

Last night I forgot to be the toothfairy for Emma. Unfortunately she knows its me, so that kinda blows my chances of blaming it on a flighty, forgetful fairy. Im tripping over my mommy guilt here a bit....

Anyways, as if on cue, we are all dropping like flies with illness. Its like we save it all up until Brian is gone and it will be just me. We went to our very bestest family friends birthday party at a Jump Place today and after we had been there less than 30 minutes, John comes up saying he wants to go home. Now, yes he has been going through a Mommy phase, but a Jumping place always trumps mommy. I felt his head and he was burning up.... sigh...... So we begged off and came home a bit early. He promptly fell asleep as soon as I put a movie on... refused dinner, just wanted to go sleep. With all his fake scabs on.... Yeesh....
Now I can feel it starting in on me...... yay, its not really fun until I am sick too!! Brian, I am sure, will arrive home just in time for us to get well. However dear, if you are reading this (and I know you are) when you get home you owe me a backrub, and not the "excuse to get me into bed" backrub either, the real kind. And I checked with my friends, it is not normal for the masseuse to be naked... I'm on to you now! Edit: I had forgotten that our families also read this blog..... I would like to chalk that last paragraph to feverish rambling and hallucinations..... please?