Snap! Best laid plans...

Not sure, but there still might be a gremlin screwing with my calendar.

Miss E had a headache last night when I picked her up from school. At 2 am she woke me up to climb into bed with me because of scary dreams and being cold. And that's when I discovered she was burning up all over.

"Houston, we have a fever on our hands."

We shall see what happens. I'm not doping my 4 yr old on motrin/tylenol and then dragging her up to the mountains for the weekend. If she snaps out of it tonight we can go tonight/tomorrow morning. If she does not, F is taking N and they are going for a father/son bonding weekend. I will pre-make N and F's lunches tonight if they go without me just to make it easier for him to fight with reduced hassle. I'll have N help me pack a cooler so he knows where everything is.

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double darn!

Just called home. Miss E hasn't eaten all day and is still running a fever. And per daddy, she was complaining that she wanted to have fun, but didn't feel well enough to do anything. She also preferred water to soda; that kid is really sick.

Plan A: Daddy and N go up tonight

Plan B: we wait for morning to see if she snaps out of it and either we all go up or just Daddy and N.

Poor little thing.

On the plus side, if we aren't going anywhere tonight, maybe I can finish my clothes.

edit I drank the coolaide. Or something. But even though I'm totally bummed that I'm going to miss hanging with my family this weekend and it's been in the works for months and months... On another level I'm totally at peace with it. Either (a) I grew up (hahahah! as if!) or (b) my lizard brain is totally jiving with spending some quality alone time with one of my biggest fans. And maybe I've just come to accept that there is a gremlin in my calendar and it is what it is. But I'm packing up my desk to go home for the weekend and I'm totally chill with it. Go? Don't Go? whatevah. I have no control over it. (Look mom, I'm not freaking about loss of control! Who spiked my diet coke?!?)