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M'deary has been a dear. I don't remember the last time I slept in and when I rolled out of bed he announced that he was taking the kids to the zoo. I didn't even press him to take a camera. I was so grateful.

Just wanted to record here what set me laughing for a few minutes. I was showering Bryguy and was rubbing in shampoo. He looked lost in thought and I asked him what he was thinking about. He responded "I really wish I had hair all over my back, mom"

"Oh. Why?" I asked.

"It would be really cool" becoming aware that I can't control my smile at the thought of him filled with glee over a hairy back.

He wouldn't tell me any more and I felt bad for laughing, but I just couldn't help it. They think the funniest things. I probably would've heard an earful if I could control myself, dang-it.

St. Paddy's Day, Bryguy's Bday and Chickies-in no particular order

Repurposing and stuff

Sometimes when I get too bored or tired with a situation, I get silly. We have been neverendingly sick as previously posted. I am done with that.

M'deary came dragging out of bed one day and I have been noticing his raggedy shirt that he won't get rid of because it's "soft". He even wears it inside out lest a seam should rough him up. He has been wearing this same sleeping shirt raggedy for a year or two and it had gaping holes. He was a bit grouchy when I ripped a piece off and put it on his head. What? I just explained the situation with sick. I needed a release and he kindly took it.
He is a good man to find the humor and I promised him a brand new "soft" shirt that would actually be a shirt and not a wearable rag pile. (see he had to cut the cuffs off too because they were all frayed and stringy)

Don't worry, though. Babs with her hoarding tendencies has repurposed the beloved shirt and turned it into a cape which looks marvelous with her vampire teeth.
"N stuff: The boys needed haircuts in the worst way but ol' waste not want not dictates that I buzz them instead of shelling out cash for haircuts. I only know how to buzz, not cut-unfortunately. But we did have fun mohawking for a minute.

More stuff: Even though we were still recovering, a very nice hint-of-spring-around-the-corner day came and we dragged our snotty noses outside. Because we had to. There is only so much indoors that a person can handle. Bryguy in his new coat.
We then discovered in our what we thought was dormant garden a TREASURE!

For much of the afternoon we harvested carrots from last years garden. I thought they would be frozen and thawed mushy, but who knew? Sometimes they can grow in the winter which will change my strategy for planting this spring.

At first, Babs did NOT want her picture taken....

But then I told her how cute she was and she quickly perked up.

These two divas would rather watch and hold the bounty buckets.

Goosie has a new prediliction for screaming. Fun, fun.
Claus is cute as can be and was having a grand time.
Just have to post another Bryguy because will so seldom cooperate with looking+smiling at the same time at the camera. I think every combination of these two I have quickly loaded onto this blog because it happens so seldom.
Here's Bitty with the bounty. Yummy.

Sick

I felt really bad taking these pictures because everyone was so miserable. I felt, however, that I should document what happens all winter long at our house. They all have fevers, sore throats, nausea, and various levels of GI complaints.

I promise they all wanted to be at the table with a popsicle-even though they look like they would rather be sleeping. That's what you get with a hubby who works med/surge in the hospital, 1st grader, kindergartner, preschooler, and nursery germs. Add to that nail biters, nose pickers, and just nervous finger-in-the-mouth habits and it all results in mucho sickness pretty much constantly. Good news?? It is all taking place at the same time this time. Fingers crossed that we won't share it around again :)