Friday and Saturday Fuller suffered from high temps that just turned him into a cranky fuss-budget and life stopped to become focused on all things Fuller. Tylenol helped.

Sunday we stayed home in hopes that he wouldn’t infect other children and that other children wouldn’t infect him. However, today I decided with my all-knowing Mother’s Wisdom that the ailment was just that of the second molars causing irritation. Of course this was the ailment that D suggested on Saturday morning and I said, “No, he has all the teeth he is going to get right now.”

The evidence that I was wrong was when Fuller started trying to eat his own hand this morning for breakfast. The alligator tears streaming down his cheeks indicated that wasn’t helping.

I just hope he appreciates those molars the first time we give him peanut brittle (in a few years).

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So, like a good American, I’m watching the tournament Sunday afternoon (otherwise, the terrorist win), when Alli comes in and says, “Hey, Brad Pitt’s at the NCAA Tournament.”

“Huh?”, I ask.

Then she points it out, and I can’t believe I didn’t see it before:

So, who else noticed?

What’s really weird is that this was the next game:

So, three months after my scooter hit-and-run accident, my assailant’s first court date was this past Thursday. Lots of folks have asked about how things are going, so here’s the rather drawn-out latest chapter of the story:

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Originally uploaded by sillyred.

Fuller’s second nap of the day allowed me to stretch my culinary skillz.

Yup, I conquered the jiggler. I don’t know why it didn’t work for me in the past, but these babies jiggle and wiggle and I can’t wait for Fuller to wake up so he can enjoy one.


(Click the Jiggler to get to the flickr photostream and see more jello and green rice krispie goodness.)

Today is a treat for me- I took the day off of work. It was a scheduled day off so that I could stand by my man in court today. (That is in regards to the hit and run from last December- D gets to tell that story.) And since I have the whole day off, I get to spend it with Fuller while D goes to Covenant to do something that again, is D’s story to tell.

So, my treat is hanging out with Fuller in the middle of the week. So far we have taken naps (the early morning he spent with friends while we were at court). Yes, an added bonus to hanging out with Fuller is the time that I was able to get some extra Zs. And soon we will go hang out where the sun is shining and the swing is waiting for Fuller to have some fun.

One of the things that I have to push to the side when I get a day like this is the guilt that I have for taking time for myself too. For half an hour I let Fuller watch Between the Lions while I worked on cleaning the kitchen and making jello. Part of me was glad that I could help D out with this chore, and the other part of me was thinking I should be sitting in the living room singing about the ten little words with Fuller in my lap.

I think the guilt comes from the fact that I feel as though my time away from him has to be made up in some way. And since I have these extra hours in the middle of the week, what a better way to spend my time than with Fuller singing how if you can read rain, then you can read drain and pain and gain. But at the same time, I know that things have to be completed around the house and it is so rare for D to get to be by himself, that I could also spend some time helping him out. The eternal conflict- hours with my son or cleaning the kitchen in an effort to help my husband.

Its a conflict that will never be resolved, but I think Fuller likes the Lions and I know D likes that he won’t have to empty the dishwasher when he gets home.

As mentioned in this post, Fuller loves to sing the Chorus to “Old McDonald.” Here’s proof.