This has been one lo-ong week. I did get sick on Thursday, joining my family in vomitus familius. Today, I felt weak but knew I had to go in to work. Then the phone rang--our daycare provider again. Her son had a fever of 103 that wasn't coming down with Tylenol.

Sigh.

Greg took the girls to the daycare center associated with his work. You know, one of those "warehouse your kids" places. And it was fine. Allie had a blast playing with a little girl who had a Princess jacket on (therefore, friend) and Julia was one of only three babies, so she got lots of attention.

We're all going to spend the weekend sleeping to recover from this week. Especially since it's snowing again (we got 5 inches of snow last night).

Our sole trip out will probably be Greg's mission to buy us new toilet seats. He says he's now intimately familiar with what's on the toilets in our house and it's time to buy new ones. What can you do with a used toilet seat (since we'll have three)? I'm taking suggestions.