there wasn't anything fascinating about today. I'm sick, have been sick, and am very tired of continuing to be sick. Wavering between fevers of 100-103.5, basically I've felt like complete crap for days. On Friday, I slept for 16 hours straight, and was still tired. I'm over it, and it's really screwing with my school schedule. So, see ya later fevers and sore throats and antibiotics. I am optimistically saying that by the end of this weekend I will be sickness free. So there.
After dinner, showers, jammies and apparent tortuous hair brushing (geez...drama queen) I let the kids pick out a movie. They aren't feeling well either...and it just felt like a chill kind of night.
and then my little girl asked if she could play with her dollhouse instead...and what mom doesn't beam with pride and say of course! Carter wanted to watched Iron Man, I was editing some pictures, and I needed to go back to my office.
and there sat my not-so-little girl anymore setting up the family of her dollhouse, taking care of the baby...but most of all, the little moment that brought tears to my eyes...was when the mommy and daddy of her dollhouse family told everyone "I love you."
I hope that's something I've instilled in her. Because no matter what, love reigns and prevails and heals.
I know it was just a usual night...a dollhouse and a little girl...but in my heart I hope it was so much more :)
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