We skipped town the weekend before last (as in, not Labor Day weekend). Jeremy went to Louisiana to help with flood relief efforts with our church Stake. I decided to take the kids and run away. Run away! Hahaha. In retrospect, I guess I should have just stayed home and gone to the library book sale. Even though it was way awesome to get away.
But anyway... I try to give the kids a break from being in the car. So I stopped at a Chick-Fil-A. Because they have a play area. And because Chick-Fil-A just seems a little cleaner. Because last December, Lynnaea picked up some pukey virus, and I'm pretty sure it was from a McDonald's play place. So I've been leery of those ever since. But Chick-Fil-A has always seemed safe.
Until now. When my kids picked up hand-food-mouth disease from one. Blah. And okay, it's not the end of the world. It's no worse than chicken pox, really. There was a day of high fevers, and then a day of no appetite because it hurt to swallow. But other than that, the kids have been fine. Except for the pesky fact that they were still contagious. For 7 to 10 days. So we are still in quarantine. For a couple more days. My children may never see the inside of a play place again! ;).
So yeah, when life gives you (or your kids) hand-foot-mouth disease (and you have to stay home for a really long time)... Well, then you just turn into the wolf-lady ;).
I have done other stuff. Not just don wolf ears. I up-cycled a #10 can and organized all my plastic bags.
I've been reading. And working on to-do lists that I can accomplish at home. I've set some goals. And I've been mama to my babies :).
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