"I got chills - they're multiplyin' "

Double shots of mommy and the boys.
Buck and Clemmie in the pouch of a statue Kangaroo at the zoo.
Ma Joad, Buck and Thunder in happier times :)

Yesterday was Gm J's 91st birthday! I can't believe it! We've had a lot of friends lose parents lately, and I feel really blessed to still have my GRANDMA with us. We are trying like heck to go and see her soon, so that she can meet our little Thunder. HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY, GRANDMA! We love and miss you!!!

Yesterday, after school, Buck and I were watching TV (Mickey Mouse Clubhouse) and he looked over at me and said, "Mom, I don't feel well." A polite little guy. I took his temp - 100F. This high temp in itself wouldn't have me say he's sick. Our house is hot because it's so cold outside (and for Thunder) and Buck is fairly active and can run his temp up quickly. But, he suddenly didn't want to eat and then he fell asleep on our lazyboy chair (which he never does).

Suddenly, our house was plunged into "sick mode." I made Buck drink some juice (which he didn't want) and pulled out Grandma Duchesses soft green blanket from Christmas along with a pillow. Buck started his (now marathon) Television watching. Even Buck got bored.

But, as we were putting him to bed last night, Buck puked all over his bed. It's official - he's got the flu probably. We're lying around today to see how this affects the rest of the week. He's become a little dictator-tot on his throne of a couch (I am the officially lady-in-tv-waiting). And Thunder is crying in his swing.

Better go!