My children have been convalescing around here this weekend. Nothing serious, but congestion, snot, and coughs (the really croupy sounding kind) has kept us home for the last 4 days. Sammy is the sickest, but of course he can't just lay around and read like Claire would. He kept asking yesterday to just play outside. And I would have let him, except that whenever he runs he ends up in a coughing fit so bad that his eyes start watering and he starts choking. SO, we've had to find other things to stay busy.
We made valentines a couple times.
They are making elaborate tents and I believe in this game Sammy was the hunter/animal rescuer (you CAN be both at once) and Claire was the sick baby or something.
And I made us these fabulous super-fiberous bran muffins that I learned about at Farmgirl Fare. I actually made the banana blueberry variation that she has and I was very very happy with them.
Especially once they had the proper amount of butter on them. Which is a lot, if you didn't know. I'm trying to wean myself off of the cinnamon rolls and onto something with some nutrition in it. This weekend I went into a grand depression (more on that later) and I'm pretty sure it had something to do with the fact that I was temporarily out of key lime pie, cinnamon roll dough, and cookie dough all at the same time. For the last month, I pretty much always have all of those options in the fridge at once. If I don't change my ways, I'm pretty sure I'm going to end up with that gestational diabetes. Seriously.
Claire: Sam, it says "Goliath was a giant." Now you say that.
Sam: Goliath was a giant.
Claire: Good. Now it says "But David was not a giant. He wasn't even a big man." Now say that.
Sam: But David was not a giant. He wasn't even a big man.
I think he's pretty much reading now thanks to big sister! Haha.