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    February 26

    Quote of the day...

    "wow mom, it looks easy for the girl on tv, it looks hard for you"  so says Ethan as he watches me attempt a Pilates DVD today.  Why wasn't I at the gym not under their watchful eye?  Because all three tested positive for Strep yesterday!  Poor Audrey is a mess but the boys do not seem sick to me, punks!  We had a pretty good cooped-up day except poor Audrey's constant fits.  I can do pathetic, hold-me-mommy sick way better than I'm-going-to-make-everyone-as-miserable-as-me sick.  It's so hard to be empathetic when she's literally chasing Jason to hit him for no reason!  The day ended well though.  The boys will go back to school tomorrow and Audrey will just have me to abuse in the afternoon.  Should be a super kick off to the weekend!  Have a good one.
    February 14

    My Funny Valentine...

    Or
    The Miller's Friday the 13th...whatever you think is the better title!

     

    The call from Jason's school to come immediately was actually my third call of the day.  Ethan's school nurse was first with "Mrs. Miller, Ethan is in here with an earache and his ear looks pretty bad, please come and get him".  I was at the gym when that call came in and as soon as I hung up, I heard "Attention members, Jennifer Miller please report to the fun club...".  I was on my way anyway!  I expected to see a sad Audrey but instead she just needed help getting on the potty.  Once I had Ethan and Audrey home, Ethan medicated and Dr. appt made, my phone rings again.  "Mrs. Miller, Jason's had an accident and we think he needs medical attention..."  Poor Jason, last but definately the winner!  What are the chances of 3 calls within an hour and a half?  I tell you what, Miller chances!  We've been so chill lately that I guess we needed a little reminder of what Miller crazy is!  He's fine, but the entrance the ER was not pretty.  Apparently he remembered the last admit when they did stitches.  Kicking, screaming and eventually punching me out of sheer terror.  He got away once and ran out the door but I got him just as he reached the parking lot.  It was quite the scene!  I finally calmed him down enough to get him back to the room.  Once there and assured that they could do glue instead of stitches, his superman skills kicked in--he was a perfect patient. 

    Oh yeah, what did he do?  Tripped while carrying a plastic dinosaur--pterodactyl in the forehead, greatness! 

    Happy Valentine's Day!  I may or may not have received yummy, perfect diamond stud earrings!!  We'll see if a picture surfaces soon.