Emma got her first fever this weekend. No other symptoms, just a fever, 100.3 at the most. She seems perfectly happy as usual, maybe her poops are a little less solid than usual, but both the fever and poops could be from teething. She's an amazingly easy sickie. She actually fell asleep on my shoulder twice this weekend - that should have been the first clue that she was sick. She loves being held, talked to and kissed, but cuddling, not so much. She has always wanted to fall asleep on her own and not be rocked or anything, so this was a little surprising. And I enjoyed every minute of it.
Alex informed us this weekend that he doesn't have a girlfriend right now because, "I haven't asked anyone yet." When I asked him who his last girlfriend was, he said, "Alexandra. But she broke up." He's apparently not interested in another girlfriend just yet, although we'll see what happens when he gets home from preschool today. :-) He and Scott are finally developing a very close relationship. Part of that stems from me nursing Emma - I'm with her so often that I don't have as much time for Alex anymore, and Scott has been more than willing to pick up the slack. And I'm so glad he has - he is such an amazing dad. I was running around doing chores and such last night and I walked into Alex's room to find Scott sitting on the bed with Emma on his lap and Alex beside him, attempting to read one of those Pokemon chapter-style comic books (you know, the ones you read from back to front, right to left, Japanese style). Alex and Daddy are becoming quite a team, which I'm so glad of, because it makes me feel better about being so close to Emma.
I took my girls, Sydney and Shauna, to the mall on Saturday. It was an amazing trip. I learned so much about them and come to find out, the roles that I had envisioned them taking ended up being completely switched. The one I always thought of as the levelheaded one ended up being the emo, goth, scream-metal rocker chick, and the one that I saw as being the kind-of-ditzy, quiet one was the more level-headed, street-smart, friends-till-we-die type. She's the one who surprised me by buying me a ladybug while I was talking to emo girl, using all the money she had, and she handed it to me saying, "This is for being such a great teacher." I love those girls from the bottom of my heart, and I hope that my influence in their lives helps them find the right paths. One of the nice things about not being their teacher anymore is that I could be a little more candid with them, discussing their lives and talking to them on their level. It was a really great day, and I'm so glad I could share it with them both.
That's all for now. I'm off today, staying home with the sickie, and taking Emma to the doc this morning. More soon.
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