When you kids have colds, coughs and fevers you miss your mommy, you miss your dead dog and your friends at school. Sickness hits again. Fever, cold, ears percolating and breathing raspy. Tissue box empty, crusty nose wiped clean and both in bed. Can’t go out of the house with germy coughing, snotty noses, so we stayed in for four days…and tomorrow is daddy day for three days. Sorry. But this is what is. Bedtime tonight Liza cried for her friend Sage, you for your dead friend, doggie Georgia. I wanted to cry for both of you and for grandpa out of town on work business for two weeks.
Needing a grown up, I asked my mom and sister to come by today, you played as if not sick. I was so grateful. Liza says, we are fairies. Okay, Can I be Vidia? you ask. You flit around the deck and slam the playhouse door. You two are friends. Its a good thing. Your fever tonight made me wish I’d taken you to the doctor earlier. But you just started talking about a bubbling ear after dinner. Tomorrow is daddy day, I transfer you kids in the morning until Wednesday. Its harder when you are sick. Discontinuity is hard on all of us. But sharing is good. I am done in. You told me that your brain forgets how to work on ideas and goes around and around when your sick. I can relate. Mine does that too. Even when I’m not sick.
Chicks almost ready to go into coop. They are stinky, messy and what the heck was I thinking? They can move with a night warming light next week. You kids asleep and I’ll think about you both awhile longer. Liza is really interesting. She pushes me, touches me deeply and demands my all. Sleep for me by 9:30, blueberry pancakes and off to daddy’s by 9. Life is bearable and sometimes very sweet. gma