After Isabelle got better, Nathan got a fever. He was all drooly and unhappy. He was pointing at his mouth saying, “hurt”. At first we were thinking, he couldn’t possibly be teething could he? But then it dawned on me he had a sore throat, just like Isabelle.

Well, last night, I didn’t sleep very well. Nathan was grumpy and scratching himself all night, asking for lotion in his sleep. So, this morning, I woke up grumpy.

All morning Isabelle wasn’t listening. Nathan was being clingy. My computer wouldn’t turn on. And other personal stuff I don’t want to talk about. I was not happy. After telling Isabelle something for the gazillionth time and having her not listen to me again, I snapped at her to go to her room.

Then in a tizzy I went cleaning off our messy computer table and came across some of Isabelle’s drawings that I had set aside to keep. I can’t remember when she drew them but in my anger they still put a smile on my face.

I didn’t write any dates on the drawings, which I should have but I’ve scanned them in as a good way to keep them. These are my favorites.

“Club Penguin”

“Hungry fish. I’m going to eat someone for dessert”

“Measuring a piggy”

When Alan got up he found me not happy and Isabelle crying in her room. He gave me a hug and made us lunch. I felt better and Isabelle felt better.

It was just one of those days.