I don't exist till after the Olympics are done. *sheepish look* I'm addicted to watching them and all the GOOD stuff comes on in the evenings.
Oh, and I found out that kidlets are very crafty at not letting mommies know when they have an owie. Somewhere along the line Kym got a splinter in the palm of her hand.. now.. not a big deal.. if I'd known about it.. but I didn't. So I found it yesterday after lunch, when it had a big white infected ball overtop of it, and red streaks on her palm. I had a friend come over to hold her arm still while she was in the highchair, and I attempted to get the splinter out. I could not. I spent 20 min on that sucker, and I couldn't get it out and Kym was, understandably, pitching a total fit. Sooooo.. I swallowed my pride, and took her to the doctor, who removed it with a really funky knife thingy! Anyway, because she had red infection streaks, she's on antibiotics now. WHY can't they make childrens medicine taste good? I even spent the extra 3 bucks and had them flavour it with cherry flavouring. It still tastes like crap. Fortunately she will take it, which is good. But between that, and her missing her daddy, and a low grade fever, my child has been CUDDLING with me. This is not something she does. EVER. But lately she's been snuggling up in my lap, with her bear and her thumb in her mouth, for half an hour at a time.
So anyways, I'm frazzled, my kidlet isn't feeling good, and I'm addicted to the Olympics. Just figured I'd let y'all know I was still alive.
Kitya