And what is this most horrible, horrible thing, you might ask? Well, I'll tell you. Brace yourself.
You will buy your sad, sad five year old a dreadful polyester sweater(?) constructed entirely out of a dead muppet, that you are surely allergic to, all because of her sad, drippy, feverish blue eyes. I am at once ashamed and confused, but there it is.
Let's hope she's fully recovered soon. I clearly cannot trust myself to act sanely right now. The upside of this is if I cannot finish her Halloween costume in between caring for sick kids, she can always go as Abby Cadabby.
4 comments:
The Abby Cadabby comment is hilarious. You are a diligent Mom. I hope everyone's health improves this week.
I wouldn't be worried about the sweater purchase unless you purchased a matching one for yourself. ha ha ha
Wow! I've been wondering just how bad h1n1 is compared to any other flu. . . And I have to say, after seeing the evidence. . . It's worse! MUCH WORSE! I know you wouldn't normally, in a million year, purchase a sweater like that -- so it must be bad.
I do agree -- When you purchase a matching one for yourself, then you should really worry!
That is manifestation of true love. The sleeves look long enough to fit right through spring!
I hear you. When Cooper was in the hospital I promised him the world. And I had to follow through. He got a dsi light (who knew they were $175?!) all the Wendy's bacon double cheese burgers he could eat etc. A mom's pity should not be underestimated.
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