Easter Eggs

And yes, our fingers are still stained various hues!

Hypochondriac

Yesterday I got that call. The dreaded call in the middle of the workday, a phone number you recognize but wish you didn't.....because it is the school, saying "come get your sick child." Immediately.

Jellybean got sent home, on suspicion of pinkeye. I picked her up, and while her eye was puffy and swollen, and while she was swaying with exhaustion as she sniffled and rubbed at her raw upper lip where the constant boogers had irritated her skin, she didn't look too bad.

I asked her how she was feeling as we walked home in the sunshine. Hand in hand (as I mentally reminded myself over and over again not to touch my eyes or - really - anything else until I washed my hands) we strolled and chatted.

Me: How are you feeling? Is your eye OK?
Jellybean: No mama, I feel sick.............I have the hiccups.

Literal

Last week we went to the Florida house.  Most days there was a strong breeze coming off the Gulf of Mexico...but when that breeze dropped, the bugs were fierce.

M looked like he had the measles...bright angry red welts all over his calves and ankles. I suggested wearing more bugspray.

Jellybean was sorely disappointed to learn that bugspray doesn't actually spray bugs; her look of consternation implied a sincere disapproval of such a misleading word.

Our neighbors downstairs are going to HATE US

We bought a Kinect. Jumping commenced 30 seconds after we plugged it in...and hasn't stopped for the last 45 minutes.

Did I mention our neighbors downstairs moved in yesterday? Poor things.

What? We are definitely NOT up to anything here...