So, we had an interesting night filled with stressing (the mom), coughing (one kid) and shitting the king-size bed (the other kid).
But, it is sunny today. And John comes home tonight. And Becca insisted on wearing this (shredded velour princess night gown with burgundy tights and dress shoes and nothing to hold her hair back), so I can assume she is feeling much like her usual self. She's still hacking up a lung, but Andrew is sleeping in his swing (A FIRST!), so I've picked myself up off the floor of despair and am moving on. Well, actually I'm moving upstairs to try to finish dealing with the shit-in-the-bed situation.
Here are some photos from recent days.
Why we're all happier when he's home.