peanut...butter!

you know that old cheesy joke about the papa tomato and the baby tomato, that ends in the papa tomato saying, "ketch up!" ?? well, that's being done in my house, except it's my peanut that's down and out, and she's all peanut butter. strep throat + random stuffed-nose virus + non-ending 100 degree temp = peanut butter, all smooshed-feeling and rotten. poor babe.

but, am i wrong to love me some sick kid? not that i enjoy her misery (and whining), but she's honestly too sick to really whine with oomph. she's just a pathetic little sweaty thing that needs holding and snuggles and kisses and sippy cups of water, even though she's almost 6. i desperately want her to feel better and i desperately don't want her brothers to get sick and i desperately want to find a magic cure.

and...i'm to blame! i have had strep twice in the past month, gave it to the magic man twice now (yeah, we like each other), and now the peanut. poor babe. at least she didn't smash a finger like margot (http://www.digthischickmt.com/2011/03/hump-day-nuggets-thumbs-up.html) but it's all relative. now, back to planning a sick-kid contingency plan.