March 31st

Back at school and making matzoh!  You go, Man... A little after school unwinding with Ms. Ella, and then home to...conk...out... You, the dogs, everyone.  Out like lights...or some other, more creative simile.  

You keep asking me for very specific octonaut based pictures...and then letting me know how they're not accurate.  I appreciate that, Man.  Really. 

Steph finished your paw patrol kippa for your school sedar tomorrow...how friggin cute are you?! Also, you are an excellent fort maker.  Truly, you make a better fort than I feel like I ever did...you see opportunity for forts and bridges everywhere...

March 30th

Another day of sick with my little man...I was so excited to be hanging out with you, truth be told...but then...you got run over by a tractor :/

We all became the fire department, though, and we were able to save you with little lasting effect on your part.  PHEW! We did some stamping and cutting and music playing in celebration.  We did lose you a little bit later, but ultimately found you under some pillow in the couch.  I think we're just going to have to be really vigilant with our safety precautions during our upcoming break, because that was a LOT for one day.

"Mommy, I gave the quweece car a silly face because he's happy..."

March 29th

We're so sick.  We both weave in and out of pretty high fevers and almost concerningly low ones.  As usual, you're barely even noticing that you're sick.  

We played in the green room, and then you did while I napped.  You and Steph and I then all went to go Passover food shopping (because I'm incredibly particular about my matzoh)...and also might have acquired some insanely large balloons.  Riding home with them and the dogs was pretty funny...

You were OUT by 7.  My stubborn little sickling...if you don't nap, you're just gonna stay sick!