At 2:27 Friday morning I awoke to the Little Tiger's cry of "Mama! Mama!" I rushed into her room to find my poor dear flushed and crying with a 102.1 fever. No school for either of us.
When we woke up again at a more friendly hour, the day started very slowly. Little Tiger wanted to "watch something" so I, tucked her into her blankets on the couch and put in one of her favorites, "The Wizard of Oz." Apparently Lisa was feeling under the weather too. When I returned from getting Little Tiger some milk, I found the dog under the covers too.
As the morning wore on, Little Tiger started to feel better. She was especially excited to see that the amaryllis Grammy gave her for Christmas was blooming. She was, however, still feverish and went upstairs for a nap after lunch. While she napped, I watched:
The icicles dripping from the gutters. I listened to:Our canary, Mr. Peepers, who is one happy bird as long as he has his place in the front window. And I worked on:
A project for next week that is becoming more and more addictive/consuming. I hope your weekend is going well and that all of you are staying healthy.