I got home on Wednesday afternoon and I am pooped already. John, Tara and Natalie are babying me and keeping me from doing much of anything, and that is pretty amazing. I really shouldn't be laughing for sure but that is so hard with John and Emmy Ruth around. Since I have been out of sorts for a good three weeks now so there hasn't been much housekeeping that I have done lately. When John came in drying off with one of Emmy Ruth's pink towels, I almost lost a stitch. Then, Emmy insisted on sleeping with her Dora stepstool and when John exclaimed to a whiny ERB, "if we are sleeping with a Dora stepstool, you better quit crying!", I almost fell off the bed.
We have a very slow and calm weekend planned, actually un-planned. The only plan is to have a good lunch on Sunday for Mother's Day, very exciting.
Emmy Ruth started Idlewild this week and absolutley loves it. Natalie has been driving us to school and back each day and as soon as ER sees it, she exclaims, "my school!" The teachers say that she is doing wonderfully and is just precious. No doubts.
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So glad to see you writing again and "taking it easy!" Hope you're soon feeling 100%. Don't overdo it. (What's the funniest thing YOU ever slept with when you were little??)
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