So, about 5:15 this morning I feel a pat on my shoulder as I am dreaming of something that I cannot remember now. It is Sara. Sweet, sick Sara...Knowing that I don't handle the stomach flu very well, Jason got up with her and kept her home today. Bless her heart...when I came home from lunch, I found her asleep on the floor in the living room not even lying on a pillow.
Anyway...when I took Lindsay to school this morning, I mentioned to her that she had never walked in by herself without her big sister. She quickly turned to me and said, "Mom, you know I try to run away from her every morning anyway!" Lindsay=Miss Independent!
Bless her little heart! I hope she is feeling better soon.
That Lindsay is hilarious.
I went through another bag of clothes today and found a couple of pretty dresses. Of course Shelby was excited and pronounced them to be princess dresses! She wore the teal one with the black velvet bodice to church tonight. She was a little overdressed but looked really cute. It's funny that she is so much like Lindsay at that age.
