It’s Thursday again and time for another quick update from our house to yours. We had a quiet week. Flower has had a cold with a bad cough for three weeks now so we went to the doctor on Monday. She’s got a little bacterial thing going on so we have 10 days of amoxicillin. It’s orange these days, at least at our pharmacy that’s the standard flavor and Flower loves it. She starts to wiggle and squeal when she sees the dropper of orange delight headed her direction. Princess was really good about taking medicine until recently so we’ve been lucky in that area. Princess still takes her medicine when needed, but now she requires a chaser such as peanut butter or milk. I’ve tasted some of their medicine and I can’t say as I blame her.
We’ve managed to catch a “classic” Christmas program on TV every night this week. Last night Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer was on and Flower really liked Rudolph. We watched the Santa Clause 2 last weekend and Princess liked that movie. We watched a bit of The Christmas Story the other night. It’s one of our favorites and I’m sure we’ll watch that a few times this month.
Princess is having sock issues again. After a lull in the sock department for a month or so she once again has decided that all her socks “don’t feel good”. I have yet to figure out how something which is perfectly fine for weeks all of the sudden becomes unacceptable….when absolutely nothing has changed. Heavy sigh.
Tonight starts the parade of holiday activities. We have an open house tonight. Princess performs at the local Christmas festival on Saturday. Daddy will be out of town for work this weekend so he’s bummed he’ll miss her first performance. Papa will be running the video camera so we can relive the 2 minutes over and over again when Daddy returns. I’m a little uncertain about the performance because it will require a specific shirt, leggings, and hair style. Princess tends to have issues when required to wear something specific that’s not her blue New Mexico tourist t-shirt and purple sweats so we’ll see. I’m not even going to think about her hair. I figure we’ll go, give her the opportunity to dress like the rest of her class, and if she freaks we’ll just watch. There’s always next year, right?
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