As a child, I loved the Morton Salt containers. Mostly because of the girl dancing in the rain and dumping salt. I wanted to be her. With the over sized umbrella and the darling yellow dress.
And now, whenever something comes in droves I always think of the saying on the bottom of the jar. "When it rains it pours."
And that about sums up our week.
Wednesday my mother in law was sick so I offered to make dinner for them. She called us later that night to tell us to not bother since my sister in law was in labor in the hospital. With her baby that was due in March.
Both the mommy and the baby are doing well now. My sister in law got to go home today, but baby Max (isn't that a sweet name?) is there on an extended visit. Things are going well, and I am planning on him being home with them within a week. We will see what the doctors have to say about that, though. Since they are really the ones in charge. But my goodness, what a bundle of cuteness and charm he is! Can't wait to cuddle him just a little.
Also, Wednesday night my darling Jeffrey got very sick. Darn 24 hour bug that is going around. I have to say, I sort of love it when he is sick. Not that I enjoy him suffering. I am not a sadist. I just love having him around, and needing me. I love being able to take care of him and help him feel better. I guess I just like being needed. Though, the man flu is 10 times worse than a Man Cold. Happily, he is feeling much better now.
And, well, that is basically it. So I guess it isn't really pouring, but it sure felt like everything happened at once.
I will be happy to have a weekend. Hopefully we can just relax. Jeffrey will be going in to work since he missed some time for being sick. But the kids and I can have fun without a car, so no worries there.
P.S. Sorry for cutting your head out of the photo Shem! When I flipped the photo right side up it happened. Oops!