Okay, so Saturday was crazy and Sunday was only a little less crazy. I woke up Sunday morning to Zane telling me "you really need to go take another Benadryl". My lip was 3 times its original size. I guess my tissues decided to work overtime during the night to give a big surprise in the morning. My lip didn't really hurt, it was just big. So I took a Benadryl and then went in to get Soren out of his bed (I half expected him to look at me like I was a clown or something, but he just looked at me with love instead - pure sweetness - that is what it is).
Soren was not feeling much better Sunday. He didn't have a fever, but he was really starting to cough a lot and his nose kept running. We weren't planning on going to church anyway because we were suppose to go help with my Granma, but that never happened! Too many series of events that turned that trip upside down - sorry Mom and Granma!
To get us all out our funks, Zane suggested a nice ride in the car. I know it is not the most environmentally friendly thing to do, but it worked. We got back home and relaxed a little, I made dinner again (two nights in a row), and then relaxed some more. Too bad our moods and ailments were so stinky over the weekend and we only got a few hours of goodness, wait, what am I talking about, my life is good all the time, I guess I should just measure it in degress rather than good or not good.
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