Christmas night at Grandpa and Grandma's house
She is very happy with this gift. Like all kids, the bigger the gift, the better. Or so they all seem to think.
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Poor Carly. She was back to the doctor the other day. She woke me up at 4:30am on Tuesday asking to go to the "doctor". She told me her throat and tongue hurt. When I put her to bed Monday night, I already knew we were going to be heading to the doctor come Tuesday. Carly had started to run a temp. She rarely runs a temp. Long story short, she is back on antibiotics. On the 18th she was diagnosed with Strep throat. Tuesday, her throat was red streaks and the doc said, "we're just going to treat her again". Today she is MUCH better. Back to eating and drinking like a champ.
A couple of cute stories. 1- Paul was talking to Carly last night about school. He asked her if she was ready to go back to school next week and see her friends. Carly answered, "NO. All done"
2- Ashleigh was laying on the couch the other night. Carly, like always, insisted on climbing up on top of Ashleigh. Planting herself on Ashleigh's legs. Eventually, Ashleigh's leg were stretched out over top of Carly's lap. (My crazy older two wear shorts yearly around here. Keep in mind, our wind chill has been in the teens all week.) Anyway, Carly looks at Ashleigh's knee and asked, "What's that"? Ashleigh says, "it's a scar. Want me to tell you how I got it" To which Carly replies, "No, (while shrugging her shoulders and shaking her head)" Too funny! Ashleigh and I laughed our butts off. It was like, Carly really could have care less about the nastly looking scar on her sisters knee.
A couple of cute stories. 1- Paul was talking to Carly last night about school. He asked her if she was ready to go back to school next week and see her friends. Carly answered, "NO. All done"
2- Ashleigh was laying on the couch the other night. Carly, like always, insisted on climbing up on top of Ashleigh. Planting herself on Ashleigh's legs. Eventually, Ashleigh's leg were stretched out over top of Carly's lap. (My crazy older two wear shorts yearly around here. Keep in mind, our wind chill has been in the teens all week.) Anyway, Carly looks at Ashleigh's knee and asked, "What's that"? Ashleigh says, "it's a scar. Want me to tell you how I got it" To which Carly replies, "No, (while shrugging her shoulders and shaking her head)" Too funny! Ashleigh and I laughed our butts off. It was like, Carly really could have care less about the nastly looking scar on her sisters knee.
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