Saturday, August 24, 2013

Sniffly Saturday

Amelia woke up sniffling this morning after a troublesome night. I held out a faint hope that it was teething-related, until I noticed that Abby is sniffling, too. By the end of the day, Michael had joined in with a sneeze or two, and I could feel the tell-tale postnasal drip beginning at the back of my own throat. Though I'm praying I'll find out tomorrow that today was just a fluke, I'm trying to prepare myself for the possibility that we might just have one more summer cold sweep through here before the month is out.

It's been an otherwise uneventful day. I've been feeling wiped and Tom is always anxious to take advantage of good weather, so he took the two big ones off my hands on a long walk before lunch, and then took the little one on an even longer walk after. I got a short nap in while the big'uns were sleeping and the little'un was strolling, but I'm so perpetually drained, I can hardly tell the difference now.

As always, even though I'm tragically uninspired, I felt compelled to write some sort of post anyway. Good thing I have a cute video to share, which was ultimately the point of publishing in the first place (since I clearly have nothing interesting to say). Here's a short clip of some brief peaceful play within the fort, taken when I managed to set it up again for five whole minutes at the tail-end of the evening yesterday:

Needless to say, after the predictable unraveling of both the fort and the moods of my two eldest children when the five minutes were up, I did not repeat the adventure at any point today.