The icks

Well... Lil M and T (mostly T) have been coughing and hacking and blowing noses for awhile now. And, it looks like it's my turn. bah. I'm actually not feeling horrible, but definitely not good.

Oh, and I forgot I still need to make my bed tonight after washing the sheets and blankets today. Why is that a problem, you ask? Because there is a 16 month old sleeping in my room right now... oops. We've got guests tonight that will only be here until tomorrow. ...Don't wake a sleeping baby. Let's hope she's good and asleep when I need to move around in there.

My friend's surgery went well and she's healing. Thank God.

Lil M has been asking adoption questions lately. Tough ones... I need to sit down and think of better answers. I never knew how tough it would be to answer these questions until now. How do you answer a question that you honestly don't know the answer to without making it sound stupid? Or unbelievable. I guess that is how it does sound to people who don't know the whole story. This whole baby in the tummy... of another woman we don't know... is really tough to answer.

Peace.