Abe woke up with the flu today. Booooo! Lydia had the same strain of the flu on Friday, so I’m hoping this strain doesn’t make it to Mary or me. In the past two months we have had: lice, a virus (ongoing for Abe and me–we are both still feeling its affects even now), the flu, and the flu (a different strain) AGAIN. It’s a great thing Ammon didn’t come when I wanted because the poor little thing would have been brought into a den of illness.
On a happier note, today was Mary’s birthday! I have lots of pictures.
Mary spent a lot of the day singing, “I’m the birthday girl!” to herself and anyone else who would listen. Lydia started the day sweetly and loved sneaking balloons into Mary’s room and letting Mary have special things…but after hearing Mary announce she was the birthday girl for the umpteenth time, Lydia said, “Mary, I know you’re the birthday girl!! Stop telling me!” It was downhill from there. Lydia had lots of tantrums and I felt sure that I had failed in the parenting department.
From his deathbed, Abe somehow managed to pour two hours of attention onto Lydia and help her turn around. She still struggled to be polite, but at least we didn’t have to endure hours of screaming for the rest of the day.
Lydia’s screaming didn’t affect Mary at all. She was excited and happy all day, and she practically danced her way through the whole day. I am so happy she had a great day, and I hope Abe feels better tomorrow.