That is the song I'm singing in my head(I'm also singing...I've got my toes in the water, @#$ in the sand, not a worry in the world, a cold drink in my hand). Four months and I'll be cruising the Caribbean with my hubby without the kids. Warm beaches and warm wind blowing in my face. I'm in desperate need of that break. I feel like November has been a bit crazy and I can't catch up. By now I usually have a freezer full of baked goods, I've had my therapeutic baking day with my amazing friend Michele...but we have yet to get in any time under our belts. I need my holiday duffie fix, my orange blondie hit, my peanut butter marshmellow square. It's not that I actually eat the things I bake but it is therapy. Maybe this weekend...maybe not? Fingers crossed.
Mr. C has a follow up with his pediatrician tomorrow to listen to his lungs and just see how he's doing. I think I may ask for the adult pneumonia vaccine for him. It covers 23 strands of bacteria that cause pneumonia as oppose to the 7 in the child vaccine. We'll see what Dr. Rob says. Until then I'll be singing and dreaming of warm breezes.
Mr. C has a follow up with his pediatrician tomorrow to listen to his lungs and just see how he's doing. I think I may ask for the adult pneumonia vaccine for him. It covers 23 strands of bacteria that cause pneumonia as oppose to the 7 in the child vaccine. We'll see what Dr. Rob says. Until then I'll be singing and dreaming of warm breezes.
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