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So... Halloran had a double ear infection! After puking Friday night and Saturday night, I thought it was time to bring her in...

Don't you just love Same Day Clinic?? Two and a half hours later I get the diagnosis that took us two minutes, well, not even, to get to. Two minutes, no more like 1 minute 3 seconds. At least Halle was having a good time there. Her new word is "Hi" but it looks and sounds more like"HIIIIIIIIIaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh"! So freakin cute! So of course she had to show everyone there that she's such a big girl now and say hello.

It was really nice though, because I gave her the medicine in the car before we drove home, because, I knew she was going to crash! On the way home I called my sister, bawling (I'm really good at that lately), and vented on how frustrating it is having a sick child like literally once a month and blah blah blah! Courtney, knowing we still had to go birthday shopping for the kids, said, "I'll be over in 10 minutes...you and Tom go shopping." Tears stopped.

So I laid Halloran down, Courtney came over and Tom and I went shopping in North Branch! Courtney called us an hour in to shopping and I thought, "Oh no, Halle's puking." But nope! She called to say stay longer and go out to eat! So we went to the Green Iguana in North Branch! It is such a cute little Mexican eatery! We were very impressed and are definitely going to go there again!

What a nice Sunday!

Comments

Ehlan said…
Mmmm...Mexican! I could go for some of that right now! How nice to have your sister watch the kids! And sick kids at that!!

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