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Sick Kid

Luke has been sick the last few days. Not quite enough to obviously go to the doctor: he had a low grade fever, was a bit sad, but wasn't throwing up or pulling his ear or dehydrated. Also, he always seems to get more sad at about 4:30, just the time when it's not practical to go to the pediatrician. Yesterday he was so tired that he glommed on to my chest and wouldn't let me put him down all afternoon---on the other hand, he didn't want to go to sleep in his crib. He has been much much better in the mornings.

He was, however, sick enough at night that I've gotten 5 or fewer hours of sleep the last three nights. This makes me not want to take the time to write blog entries. It makes me not want to clean the kitchen, which is much more necessary (although less fun) in our home life. I have been falling prey to the problem that led me to start a blog in the first place: spending too much time reading random blogs and not enough time writing my own. Hopefully Luke will fully recover soon and I'll be well rested again soon.

Today at school Amanda got to dress up in her costume. I think in this day and age the challenge for parents of girls is having them be something other than a princess for Halloween. Hmmm, now that I think about it, Eleanor was a bee when she was 2, a purple kitty when she was 3, and then a princess (in purple) when she was 4. This year she will be a pink and purple fairy after school---they aren't allowed to wear costumes to school, so she's just dressed as "purple girl", which is how she dresses any day she can. Also, Amanda really feels like she is dressed as a princess most days, so maybe the princess phenomenon isn't so much popular culture as it is my particular girls. Luke has a bear hooded shirt (thanks to his cousin), and so he will be a bear when we hand out candy this evening.

I haven't dressed up for a long time, but my favorite adult costume is a math teacher, carrying big calculus books and chalk dust on my skirt. My students always said that was scarier than anything else they could think of. =)

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