Another day of Hollis as static cling. I really feel for her because she seems so miserable. Last night her fever reached 103.5 and I got a little worried. She felt so hot and yet she was shivering. Richard, as usual, said, "She's fine." Unless blood is pouring out of the children's eye sockets, they are "fine". Richard also commented on my post yesterday that I used "a lot" of exclamation points! I told him I know that I do, it is a habit I have had a long time. The truth is, if I were talking to you, I would be exclaiming on a regular basis. I am very animated when I talk. I gesticulate. I make faces. Perhaps it is the Italian in me. I'll try to cut back on my favorite punctuation mark.
Since I knew it would be another day of carrying Hollis around in the sling, I decided not to "waste" an outfit. I am wearing instead, a total "mom" outfit that is ready to soak up stains, be comfortable, and scream "I am not fashion!"
Outfit:
Brown Button Down with pockets: From cousin. Mossimo.
Brown Sweater (underneath): From cousin. Mossimo.
Jeans: These I bought at Old Navy when I was pregnant. They are slightly too big, so I always wear a long shirt with them. I am sure they will be in the out pile one of these days.
Charlie and Leo are going to have a sleep over at Aunt Janine's tonight! While they were getting supplies ready, Hollis lay down on their stuff. This shows how truly awful she feels. You can see it in her eyes.
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