2:00am: Up with Olivia
6:15am: Up with Olivia, try desperately to convince her its still night-time, give up at 6:45
6:58: Sophia wakes up, dress and feed Sophia a snack
7:15: Feed Olivia
7:30: Dress Olivia
7:30-8:00: Explain to Sophia that we can't go anywhere yet, nothing is open.
8:00: Call Doctor because it looks like Olivia has Pink Eye
8:15: Put Olivia down for nap
8:30: Dress Sophia
8:40: Go outside with Sophia
8:45: Get appointment with Doctor for Olivia
9:00: Still blowing bubbles outside with Sophia, get a prescription for myself called in by my doctor
9:15: Make Breakfast for Sophia
9:30: Clean up kitchen
9:45: Check on Travis who is sick with Nicaraguan Fever
10:00 Olivia wakes up, change and feed Olivia
10:15: Sophia looks at me and asks, shocked and somewhat disgusted: "Mommy - Why are you still in your pajamas?"
...And the Lesson of the Day: Your child can have a pink eye without it being Pink Eye.
When I thought I had experienced all the wonders that Colonial Williamsburg had to offer...the other night we were walking down to Merchant Square and behold there were...CLOWNS! With face painting, hula hoops, and jump ropes! No, my children are not afraid of Clowns...yet. And Sophia was not afraid to have her face painted. I always resisted my face being painted. I was, even at Sophia's age I'm sure, concerned about clogged pores. Why have I been thirty years old my whole life?
