Laundry caught up for a little while. Sarah’s fever stays down as long as I convince her to take Tylenol every 3-4 hours. Not an easy task. Tommy sleeping and snoring louder than I’ve ever heard from him. Amy asleep in Noah’s room. Noah giggling at cartoons in our bed. Doug working on the fire. I added a friend’s blog to my list of lives that I peek in on every day.
The dog is doing the hypnotic stare that means I’m supposed to read her mind. I’d better go check her water bowl.