At about 7am on Saturday morning O comes to me and says, "Mommy, I just wanted to check and see how you were feeling." So sweet. She wanted to check on me, but also wanted to make sure I wouldn't be mad. 7am....not bad. O usually wakes up much earlier.
I was able to rest. I wasn't able to get anything done, but rested. The girls played in their room for a long time before I got up. It was so nice. Even sick, I love listening to them play.
Saturday night I told the girls we would have soup. They jumped at the chance to get the soup cans form the pantry in the garage. It was so cute. I asked if they needed help, they said no. I asked if they wanted a stool, they said they would get it. I did need to help with one can, but they were so cute. So sweet to want to help me.
Yesterday, CK tells me, "Mommy, let me know if you need something. I will get it for you."
I'm feeling better today. I'm looking forward to feeling 100% again. I don't have time to be sick. I feel bad for C. He was feeling just as bad, but had to work. Poor thing. I'll let him rest on his weekend.


















Once O saw CK's new haircut she said "Now you're cuter than me." Can't have that! So Aunt J sat O down on the stool to cut her hair as well (which was the plan).





















