Well, thankfully that's over with!

My (mostly) oblivious teen made a half-batch of chocolate chip cookie dough for me to help fight off the grumps. My throat is feeling better, and swelling is pretty much gone. Grace still talks too much and Sam still won't wipe his nose, but, baby steps, right?

Mike and the girls are at church. Sam and I got to stay home because he has a nasty sounding cough. Last week we got a notice after Sunday school that the class had been exposed to Whooping Cough, so we're not taking any chances. I don't think that's what he has because his cough is very wet sounding. From what I've read, in the beginning stages Whooping Cough is very dry. Hopefully we're safe.

Loony Tunes has been the theme of the morning. We've watched almost all the Road Runners and most of the Elmer Fudd ones. Sam gets his gun, says, "I'm Elmer Fudd, Mommy," and runs back the hallway to wait. He comes up the hall singing his song and shooting ducks and rabbits.
It's been very entertaining.

Nothing else is really going on. Maybe I can find some new pictures to share. Hold on a minute.

Okay, sorry, can't right now. Something's going on with Blogger and it won't let me add any images.