*Countdown until Dave takes the TX bar: 2 days. Ack!
*Thursday morning I woke up with a nasty stomach virus and spent most of the day worried that I'd have to go to the hospital because I was so dehydrated. I was able to keep a few ounces of ginger ale down before going to bed at 9 pm, only to be woken up an hour later by Emma crying because she had gotten sick. I have really gotten to know the "sanitize" setting on my washing machine.
*Saturday morning the cub scouts from our church came by the neighborhood collecting food. I had seen the announcement in the ward bulletin and knew they were coming, but I didn't recognize the two kids at my door. Emma, however, shows up at the door and one of them says, "It's Emma's house!" Yes folks, it's official, my two-year-old is more popular than I am. It was bound to happen sometime.
*In addition to our first night up with a vomiting kid, we also experienced our first in-the-middle-of-sacrament-meeting barf. It was awesome. Needless to say we hightailed it home soon afterward.
*Is it March yet???