Yesterday we picked up S from pre-school with a fever and a tummy ache. Not realizing how bad she was actually feeling, we drove to the Farm Market. Once we got there, she pretty much expressed that she was really not up for anything, and started sobbing. C started figuring out what caused her problem, she said she are "little thingies", which per K were cherries. But there is no connection between food allergy and fever, so i think its unrelated, and possibly a stomach flu. After fever reducing medicine, she felt better and after peppermint tea with honey, she went to sleep.
Under stress, C worked on his resume and i completely cleaned out our coffee maker. And, of course, found a way to disappoint each other, which happens often under stress. Looks like we still have some work to do in the area of tolerance and understanding toward each other.
And, just a day ago she was full of energy, telling us about a little dinosaur that sat on her back, that was pink and purple (her favorite colors), had wings, but couldn't fly, just jump, she was a girl, and had little teeth, so she couldn't bite anyone.
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