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And Then There Was That Time I Double-Checked the Thermometer

Note: I wrote this post a couple of weeks ago and only just now posting it. I am, as they say (don’t they?) BOL: massively, completely Behind On Life. I’m catching up, though. I hope. Well, I think. (But mainly hope).  Cian came down with a rotten cold over the weekend, and handled it as all 3-year-olds handle bad colds: he spent a day on the couch, not eating or drinking and watching lots and lots of Chuggington, and by the next day, he was bored of the TV and back to playing with his cars and his trucks and wiping his dripping nose on his sleeve. Today, Quinlan is home from school with that same cold. It’s in the early stages–slight fever, red eyes, congestion–which means it’s enough to plant her on the couch for the day (Super Buddies and My Little Pony are the viewing choices for this one), but not enough to stop her from being, er, Quinlan. “Can we have a snack?” “Can we watch TV?” “Can we watch Super Buddies? No–My Little Pony? No…

A Day in the Life

Saoirse has come down with a cold, thereby heralding in the beginning of the Preschool Plague that will probably persist until, oh, May.   I had, of course, 30 billion errands (does that sound like a lot to fit in between the hours of 9 and 12?) to run, and had a whole list of go-go-go planned, until Saoirse walked into our room this morning, shuffled up to the bed and said, “Mom? I’m not feeling so well.”   That sound you hear is the imaginary brakes squealing on my day. So the poor child curled up on the couch this morning, with lemonade and chocolate chip Annie’s bunnies, watching Toy Story, and Clifford and Sid the Science Kid–basically, more TV than she watches in a month.  Poor, poor sheltered child.   “I just need to rest,” she told me.  “I’ll feel better tomorrow,” she said, so stuffed up she sounded like she’d been buried under the sofa pillows. She popped the DVD in the player, and when she saw the castle appear on the Disney logo, she asked me what it was (told you…