A cold has made its way through our ranks. As my Gram (and mom) always (always) say, “three days comin’, three days stayin’, three days goin’.” We’re all in different places on the “life of a cold” cycle, but just about to “three days goin’.” Colds in our family have a tendency to amplify our daily “cranky” times. You know, that magic time between nap and dinner where everyone just feels like moaning and whining. It’s an unbearable time when the girls are sick, seeing as it is practically unbearable even without the colds.
And just a note to say that I think it’s crazy that the entire five years we lived in the country, I didn’t see a deer in our wooded lot ONCE (though we did have foxes!), but now that we are living in the suburbs I saw a deer wander across our front yard as I typed this. And the rabbits? Out. Of. Con.Trol.