So this week has been YUCK with a capital Y.  Cade came home from school on Tuesday not feeling so well.  He went to his dad’s that night while I worked but awakened the next morning even worse with swollen tonsils and bright red blisters over the back of his tongue and throat.  So he missed not 1 but 2 days of school and managed to pass on the cootie bugs to me.

Wednesday after a short nap I woke up feeling not the greatest and it has progressively gotten worse over the past few days.  I’m sure it’s some sort of viral thing but whatever the case it’s been no fun not being able to breathe through my nose and needing breathing treatments every 3-4 hours.

Friday morning Cade was well enough to go back to school and even if he wasn’t I was sending him anyway (not really, but the thought crossed my mind).

. . . .. . . . .and I missed work.  I really truly hate missing work.  I love my job, the great peeps I work with but most of all the babies and their families.

So I’m sorry for the lack of posts this week. . . . . . .but I’ve had cooties.

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So what do you think happens at our house when the mama is too sick to make Christmas cookies with the kiddos?

The (step)Dad does it that’s what.

Actually while we were shopping yesterday we passed by the Christmas cookie ingredient section of the store and Christopher mentioned that I still hadn’t made any Christmas cookies yet this year (I think he was trying his best to make me feel guilty).

Unfortunately I’ve been sick this week and haven’t felt like doing much of anything and I wasn’t about to spend any more time in the kitchen other than the time it takes to make the lasagna I’d already promised them.

So he did the next best thing.

He purchased refrigerated cookie dough and icing.

. . . .and made cookies with Cade.

Cade loves using the rolling pin. He has his own small one but decided to just take over Chris’.

He used my very old cookie cutters that my Mom used when I was a youngster.

. . .and loved eating the little left-over pieces of dough.

I can’t believe this child loved getting his hands into everything. He used to make me wash off every little thing he got on them .

They even added sprinkles.

YUM!!

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