Cough Cough

My counting skills have been improving...last night I laid in bed for hours listening to Cassie cough-I was counting the seconds in between every cough. Of course, my own coughs added to the night-noises but they weren't as frequent as Cassie's--the poor kid was coughing about every 15 seconds. I was on "Mommy alert" for about 2 hours, ready to run in to comfort her but she never sounded like she needed me. She finally stopped coughing around 4am so we both fell asleep. Guess that means the nursery/church are out for us this week. Uh-oh....I hear my baby waking up so I should close this. We will most likely head to the doctor tomorrow. sigh!

Who needs a flu shot!?! ME!

Lesson learned: Flu shots are not just for babies and husbands...Mommies need them too! I'm on day 7 of the most evil Flu known to man. This is the sort of flu that killed zillions during the great influenza epidemics--it nearly killed me, that's for sure! I think I have officially entered into 'recovery' but it's been a VERY long road. I'd like to write more about my many adventures but I'm just too pooped from the effort of this post already!

Guest Blogger II: My 'Papa

Cassie is our newest guest blogger:

Hello to Mommy's Blog-friends!
As you may have heard, my 'Papa is feeling sad right now. His mommy (my Great-Grammy) went to be with Jesus last night. My Mommy told me that Great-Grammy is very happy to move to Heaven but 'Papa will miss her very much. That's my 'Papa in the picture at the left, my Granma too. Aren't they nice looking people? You can tell they love me, can't you? Granma sends me emails all the time and even leaves phone messages just to tell me she loves me! I don't get to see them as much as my Mimi and Poppi but I love them just the same. Mommy and I were thinking and praying for my 'Papa today and she thought it might be nice to put together a photo collection of my 'Papa, starting with his hat.


My 'Papa's hat isn't anything super-special (even though it looks like a magical hat hovering over my Daddy's head) but I like it because it reminds me of him. When I see people wearing hats, I always ask my Mommy if it's 'Papa.

I love to watch trains on television because they remind me of the special times I've gotten to play with my 'Papa's train. I love my 'Papa and the way he gets on the floor to play with me, tickle me or just let me mess up his train cities!


Another thing I love about my 'Papa is how he teaches me and my cousins about Jesus. He doesn't get mad if we get squirmy during his Bible stories...he just loves us and accepts the fact that we're only little kids.
Now, my last photo: In this picture, I wasn't feeling like smiling so my Papa did it for me. He loved me even with a sad face. I think maybe today, 'Papa won't feel like smiling but, don't you worry...I love you even with a sad face, 'Papa. I'm praying that Jesus will send a smile to your heart! I love you and am smiling for you while you're sad.