Super Germs

Kaith's super powers have been weak the last week. We finally took him to see the our nurse practitioner, not because his temperature was high (most of the day he didn't have any) but because it was lingering. She did a quick lab test and . . . the super germ is Streptococcus. That's right. We're dealing with strep throat. Thanks to the super drug penicillin, he'll be back to school on Thursday.

So, Grandpa W., are you rethinking whose bed you're sleeping in Wednesday night? It's not to late for us to borrow an air mattress.

Trevor's Love Letter

Trevor put sunflower stickers all over a sheet of paper, drew his own lines, and then wrote me a love letter. He wouldn't let me see until he was done. This is what he surprised me with (spelling and punctuation have been standardized):

Mom you are beautiful and you can cuddle. The end. Wait, there's more air. The end.

Trevor informed me that the "more air" section was the joke part.