Showing posts with label cold sore. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cold sore. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Vent and Puppets

First of all, thanks everyone for your concern and well wishes for my girls and their awful mouth sores. As an update, Ellie (who was in the picture) is doing SO much better. Her sores are mostly gone and she is eating and acting like herself again. Abbie is in the middle of it and is hating life. Can I just tell you, this has got to be one of the most vicious viruses ever. If I make it through the next week I will consider it a victory. I am so tired of sick, miserable kids! Especially when (like I said in my last post) there's absolutely nothing I can do about it! Holding them and rocking them just isn't cutting it. And I know I am looking at this all wrong--I should be glad I'm the one they come to--but why, oh why, can't daddy be good enough? Why does mommy have to do EVERYTHING?! Matt tries to help and the girls will not let him! And by evening time, I am so frazzled and headached with all the whining and crying that I need a break!

What's that? You're tired of my whining? Yeah, I kind of went off there, didn't I? (Can you hear the fiddle in the background?)

Well, on a more positive note, I did something fun and somewhat crafty with my kids today. Joshua asked if I would help him make some paper bag puppets. I ended up helping him make a few and the girls helped make some, too.


I can't even tell you how long it's been since I've made, or even seen, a paper bag puppet. But it was fun. And the kids loved it! And it provided hours of entertainment. I'm sure there are much better templates available out there, but we just crafted our own--nothing too fancy.


When's the last time you made paper bag puppets?

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Miserable!! (Graphic Photo Warning)

I hate cold sores. It's the worst when small kids are so sick and sad and you can't do a darned thing for them. It's such a horrible, helpless feeling. Luckily the fever has let up, unfortunately my baby girl still looks like this...


Ugly, nasty, mean, miserable cold sore. What'd she ever do to you?
Go away, go away, don't come back another day!!