Odds and Ends

Josie had some little bug for the past few days -- fever, congestion, one puke incident -- luckily it came and went within a few days and I got lots of pedialyte in her early (I finally learned from my mistakes!), so I think she's about 95% healthy.

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Did I ever tell you I think as soon as she gets a fever, Josie gets dehydrated really easily, and then the more dehydrated she gets, the higher her fever spikes? I think that's what happened when she wound up in the hospital after we all had the norovirus, and it happened the next time she was sick. Her fever kept getting worse and worse, I let her chug an entire bottle of pedialyte, and BAM, fever gone in a few hours, right as rain the next day. So weird, but I also get dehydrated VERY easily, and both the girls and I are sensitive to heat -- heat stroke is a real possibility pretty much every day of the summer. 

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When she was sick, Genevieve brought Josephine a blanket and kissed her legs to make her feel better, though, so that was pretty great.

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I was hoping that Genevieve escaped the bug, but she had a teeny cough yesterday and woke up early this morning all congested and feverish. DAMN. We had to miss playgroup this morning, which was absolutely devastating for Josie, but hopefully she'll survive. 

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But she wasn't too sick to play puppy. Get this -- she plays pretend a lot lately, and she crawls around to play baby, but when she crawls around to be a puppy, it's totally different, because she curls her little fingers under to make them into paws! (PAWS!) (!!!)

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Last night Josie woke up in the middle of the night with a nightmare (something that's happening more and more often. Poop.) and I was running downstairs to comfort her and I fell down the freaking stairs. The worst part is, for some reason, my left arm was back behind me, and I landed on it, and it rotated it all the way up toward my head. Imagine a Barbie's arm rotating backwards and then all the way back around to the front. Pretty much just like that. 

I slid down the rest of the stairs and told Jeremy to go to Josie, and I cried on the living room floor for a while. It hurt so badly that I thought I had dislocated my shoulder. After some wailing, I determined it wasn't dislocated, so I went back to bed. Let me tell you, it hurts pretty dang bad this morning.

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It was a double half-birthday on February 9th!! 

Jeremy and I decided it was important to us to celebrate their half-birthday just to give them something a little extra, since sharing a birthday is no big deal now, but it might become a not-so-cool thing when they get a little older. I'm holding out hope that they'll always think it's awesome to share a birthday, but we'll see.

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I've been having trouble with my computer, and somehow managed to make it worse today when I was trying to fix it. The problem is that my job requires me to scour the deep, dark portions of the Internet for 10-30 hours a week, and I undoubtedly pick up too much crap along the way. I thought I had good protection, but it looks like it wasn't good enough. I should not be allowed to own a computer.

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My phone is wonky, too. Even though Jeremy and I got the SAME phone on the SAME day, mine is crap and his is fine. I have problems with the home button, the sound, text messaging, voicemails -- basically all the important stuff. I guess I shouldn't be allowed to own ANY technology.

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I might not be able to use a computer or a phone, but I finally used the egg molds my mom got me a long time ago. A heart-shaped hard boiled egg! I rule! Something super-awesome AND low-tech!

Josephine LOVED making and eating the egg, and she loves when I use the teeny tiny vegetable cutters to make flowers out of cucumbers and other veggies. If she ever becomes a picky eater, this is going to be my first step in getting her interested in food she refuses to eat. Sounds fail-proof. 

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And here are a few pictures just because I like them: