- After Reagan sneezed on her (in a very annoyed voice), "Mom! Reagan blessed me!!"
- (sing-song-y) "Holy Redeemer, Holy Redeemer!" We had been talking about her school earlier that day. "That's my school. Holy Redeemer. You can't go there yet Reagan, your too little."
- "We can help parents get ready. Then we can go to Grandma's house!"
- Katya, "Reagan, are you eating dog food?" Reagan, "Yes."
- In her best Dora the Explorer voice, "Do you see the letter D? Yes! There is the D!"
- Katya, "What are you doing Mommy?" Me, "Putting clothes away." Katya, "You're putting Daddy's clothes away? For safe keeping?" Me, "Sure." Katya, "So that monsters don't get them?"
Katya caught Reagan's cold, no surprise, and had a rough night last night. Tonight she is worse; she is running a fever and has a barking cough. I know that nights are usually the worst so I am trying to stay positive. But it makes me really unsure about heading out of town tomorrow. I guess if worse came to worse, Craig could drive Grandma and Grandpa up without me and the girls. Exposing the old folks to a cold is bad enough but when you add a fever in, that is bad news for people their age. We will have to see how Katya is doing in the morning:-( Love to all!
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