It's Tuesday and time again for the randomness, which is about all I can do this morning.
So, Youngest is sick. The last time we had a real family vacation, which was almost a decade ago, she got sick, too. Raging ear in infection then, virus that her Dad had last week this time. First time, we pumped her full of antibiotics the day before and went anyway. This time, we're going to bundle her up and go. She can sit at home with a fever and stuffy head or sit in the cabin with one. Not much difference. If she holds true to Hubby's pattern she should be over the worst of it today.
Call me a bad mother, if you will, but she's not stopping my vacation. She can be miserable on the couch in the cabin just as easily as the couch here.
We finished her room yesterday while she was miserable on said couch. We ended up taking 10 bags to Goodwill. And got out two more bags of trash as we finished going through stuff we'd set aside. But, I can see the floor. Huzzah!
Hubby and friend managed to pull down our dilapidated porch. I feel much less like white trash now. Or will once we get all the trash to the dump.
Oh my. The puppy just climbed up on to a bag of socks that need sorting in Youngest's room and took a crap. Yes, you read that right. She climbed up the bag. And pooped. Hubby is yelling at her all the while and I can only laugh. It's quite funny looking. White bag with little pile of poop on top like a decoration.
I have to pack and figure out how we're going to get everything we need into the cars and still get the trash to the dump, so I must go. I plan on having a good time. sick child, crazy puppies and teenagers not withstanding. If you don't hear from me by Saturday, I may have fallen off the face of the earth.