Sometimes the week starts on Sunday or Monday but this week of crazy started last Friday.
Zoe had a big day at school with her wax museum and presentation. All went well
We rushed her home from school to prep for her first solo. She is pretty calm about this stuff. I'm the one that wants to puke. Her music wouldn't play. Luckily I had an extra disc. She did great. But took 4th place. Her good friend in a different division took Queen. She was devastated. Like I've never seen her this crushed. AAAH the work of being a mom. Teaching your kids how to handle this.....Saturday was the normal crazy. Sunday morning Brian left for a work trip. I got all the kids ready, wrote Noah's talk and did the prep for both jr and sr singing time. Sitting in sacrament I saw this little brown thing about the size of a sesame seed move by Zoe's neck. Two weeks ago a girl she dances with had lice. I had been watching her head like a hawk. CRAP. I waited until the speaker finished, dumped my singing time stuff and we literally bolted out of sacrament. Home, inspected her head, found no other bugs but found what could be little lice eggs or could be dandruff. UGG what to do. I had heard horror stories of people having lice in their homes, infecting the whole family and taking like a month to get rid of. Lets just say I over treated her and followed every protocol I could find on how to clean everything in your house, every piece of bedding, laundry... you name it. The piles of laundry were huge. And did I mention her hair is SOOOO long. I might have trimmed off 4 inches. I've never cut hair in my life...it's a wee bit crooked. While doing all the cleaning and laundry, Remy wakes up Monday morning with a poop explosion... more laundry. Tuesday Noah wakes up with a cough and a fever and Wednesday when Brian was finally home we headed to Costco and literally out of the clear blue sky I needed to puke...totally made him pull over on I15 so I could hurl my guts. WHAT the heck??? Carrot pieces coming out your nose is NOT pretty!! Today is Wednesday. Cleaning is complete. I keep checking heads, so far so good, and now I have twitch in my right eye. For the love.
The best part of the week was Sunday night.
Zoe wisdom:
Driving home from Grandma's Noah asks,
"When am I going to die"
Me, "WhAt?"
Cambridge "When you are old"
Noah "Will I be made alive again"
Me "Yes during the second coming... in fact it will be interesting because Remy won't have Down Syndrome when he is resurrected"
Zoe "Why not"
Me "Because he will be perfected"
Zoe "But mom he already is perfect"
Stop my beating heart I love this girl
Me "yep Zoe he is"
