But it definitely COULD be. . . .
Shawn sent that to me because it reminded her of my kids. Heh. My kids don't get stuffed animals in time out, silly.
The girls are much, much better. Thanks for checking in, everyone! They have both nearly bounced back from their illnesses. Now that Elisabeth can actually breathe instead of fighting off pneumonia, she's a much happier girl. She may be the world's worst patient, fighting tooth and nail every time I have to give her any medicine. She probably got the pneumonia from inhaling Tylenol in between screams instead of just swallowing it. Not that I blame her, considering how many nasty medical procedures she had during her first year of life, poor kid (ventilators, open heart surgery, eye surgery, eight months of tube feeding, etc.).
Catherine has been a little trooper and will drink her medicine right out of the little one-ounce cup. Even when it tastes bad. I'm kind of amazed that she will cooperate that well, but she seems to finally understand that the medicine makes her feel better.
I still turned the babysitter away today because I didn't want her to catch any lingering germs and get sick herself. Now I regret it, because I sure could use a few miles of solo relaxation on the run.
Where's my duct tape, anyway. . . . ?