Holding My Breath

While I was away in Vermont:

1. Connecticut got a monster snow storm
2. 75% of my family got sick

Considering there are only four of us, that pretty much means that when I came home Thursday afternoon, I was the only healthy person in sight. AWE-SOME.

If only my children had shown any sign that they actually missed me, perhaps I would have been more sympathetic to their plight. Instead, LP, who spent half the day with the Hoos at his office and half with my mother-in-law thanks to her illness, was pissed. She wanted to know why I was home early, because she would have preferred to spend more time with her grandmother.

Then, when I showed up at day care AK ignored me, focusing instead on her snack. Which was primo, because daddy doesn't usually pack lunch and felt the need to cram in a few extra snacks.

To be fair, the Hoos was really happy to see me. Both because he was coming down with a cold and because after a day being snowbound with the ladies he was jonesing for some adult company - or more likely adult assistance.

This weekend included a 2 hour wait at the pediatrician, middle of the night whining, Triaminic, Motrin, several boxes of tissues, a little puke and, for one of the crew, antibiotics. It also included a lot of time inside the house. Although, LP did get to go see Disney on Ice, which she enjoyed immensely.

To cap off the whole weekend extravaganza, this morning at 6:35, AK decided that she no longer wanted to wear her footy pajamas and insisted on changing both into a nightgown and into "un-d-wear."

Fortunately for all of us, my parents have a brief interlude in their travel plans and decided to trek up to CT to spend the day with the girls. This 1. avoids a potential call from day care should anyone relapse or degrade health wise and 2. offers some peace of mind that my babies are getting some extra TLC at a time when they need it.

As for me, some extra TLC will be coming on Friday when the girls spend the night at my in-laws so that the Hoos and I can go out to dinner. Too bad it is with his demanding clients that forced him to work 300 hours or so during the month of December.