Them Apples

Okay, so I was actually sick, and just didn't know it yet. I had a wicked fever on Friday. Let me tell you how much fun it is to be sick when the kids are fine. Not at all - that's how much. But mine are at the age at which you can explain and make requests. "Mommy is very sick today. I'm going to set some snacks out for you, but I won't be able to get up for a long time after that, okay? Please be good. Mommy's going to get rest now so she can get all better." It kinda worked. I had to fuss at them a few times from the bed for fighting, and I was dead asleep at one point when Abbie woke me up to change her diaper. Otherwise, they were very reasonable.

I felt so much better yesterday I was convinced I was healthy again, but I think what it really was, was that the fever dropped down to a low one like I get with head colds. Then, my big worry was the children getting sick. I have been planning for weeks to go apple picking, and it is scheduled for this afternoon. We're going with the Pelikans and the Macneils. Doesn't that sound wonderful?!?!?! Well, I was afraid that even though I'm better, the kids would get sick and we'd have to stay home. Amazingly, they don't seem to have caught it. Part of me wonders if maybe they already did have it, only their fevers were so low I didn't catch it. Grant was cranky this past week, and I kept thinking he seemed like he needed a nap. Sometimes these things affect children differently than adults.

Usually, I would be at practice right now. And I'm probably healthy enough. But then I might not be too worn to go to the orchard. I feel very selfish. Plus, Eddie just called to say that his wife is bringing cookies! I am the un-coolest of all.

But I get to pick apples! Nyah.

My grandmother wants the butternut squash recipe at Thanksgiving. It turns out that she loves squash. And she told my mom that she's very excited about my coming sometime in November to help her go through old pictures. That makes me feel very happy. I will bring some jasmine tea.

Brother's visit and Halloween are the next big things, though, right? Apple picking, then Carter's birthday (so exciting!), then Brother. And with Brother come the pumpkins. I should cook something. What have I not made for Brother lately?

It's all coming so fast. I should start making Christmas lists. What should I get the kids?

Wow. I'm tired already. This being sick thing is no joke.

Anyone know the volume of a cone? Josh was wondering. He's doing homework, of course. Last night he stayed up trying to fix his mom's laptop. Bad hard drive, it turns out.

Did I tell you that I saw Phoebe in Wonderland? If you are like Josh and my brother, and like your ending to be so happy that it eclipses all suffering presented in the first hour and a half, you don't want to see this movie. It ends on a lighter note, but it doesn't make up for watching a 9 year old girl struggle with "I can't help it" and self-loathing and general misery, even accidental, for the entire movie. It doesn't even promise a Happily Ever After for any of the many characters. Just a warning.

Not reading anything, and we haven't finished the end of LWW yet. I need a book pretty bad. You know it's bad when you consider reading Twilight again!

I hope that today you have a wonderful and beautiful day! I'm going to hunt up some sunscreen. Isn't it ironic that the day I do my most autumnal activity, summer would insist on a reprise?