Sickness (2/6/24)

Captains Log:

Over the weekend, Papa got a sore throat. He soldiered through 100 guests at our Party Gras, but by Sunday, he was drinking his home remedy: salted citrus and honey mixed with warm water.

On Monday, Mama got up and was a little more tired than usual. She dropped off Jonas and Gill at school and went to work. She'd been sneezing like crazy so she kept her office door closed. By 12:30, she was on the way home. By 4pm, her fever was 101.1. Papa continued to feel poorly.

Later that night, Mama attended chorus practice via Zoom and the boys went to Scouts. Jonas came back from Scouts indicating that he didn't feel well. Gill came back with a bruised heel. 

And Papa, who had diarrhea, got up in the middle of the night to empty his stomach.

Today, Tuesday, February 6th, all four us are home sick. As of 11:32 a.m., Gill is using crutches. Jonas is still abed. Papa is at his shoulder surgeon appt, wearing a mask of course. Mama is in bed working on her lap top, making occasional trips downstairs to fix food.

And the cat just threw up. 

Solidarity. 

Cake Factory

snow days

January 3, 2021

yes that's Emmett in the back

me and Ed

Gill's growth

3.9.22

My baby isn't a baby anymore. 

eggs and beer

4.14.22

Gill, tonight you and I dyed Easter eggs while you talked to your friend Robert on the computer. Jonas was stuck in the bathroom for over 2 hours. So he missed out.

Later, you played Shady Grove for Robert. I love hearing you play the violin

And you took a shower in our bathroom tonight. When you came out of the shower you were singing 99 bottles of beer on the wall and made it all the way down to 1! You were so happy and your voice is nice.  We sang together for 50 beers but I pooped out. You were waltzing around with nothing on and didn't even notice.

You are almost 12 and you are happy. Happier than you've been in quite a while. It makes me very happy too.

My little musicians

Well boys, you blew my socks off this past mother's day, though your father deserves some serious credit as well. You guys plotted and schemed, learning a wonderful duet on the piano and violin. You colluded with Mr. Adam the music teacher (and our neighbor) and though you had only learned the song minutes earlier at your Sunday lesson, you came home and played it beautifully! I was so impressed. Jonas, you kept a steady tempo using your whole body as a metronome, nodding your head in as you counted out the beat. Gill, you improvised a bit with the rhythm but kept up just fine. 

I'm not sure you noticed, but you made me cry tears of joy and pride.