Dale brought home a tummy bug earlier this week and has kindly shared it with me, so today (Thursday) both of us were under the weather. Jonathan has been a little trooper with both his mummy and his daddy not 100% (he keeps checking on our percents); hopefully tomorrow we’ll feel better, or at least one of us will.
[NOTE TO JOY: Don’t read this part.] To add insult to injury, this evening Dale brought the Ozarka bottles inside the front door from the delivery we’d gotten this afternoon. Then he came and peered at the pantry to see if he thought he could eat anything, and next thing I know he’s said a very bad word and has pulled his T-shirt off over his head. Turns out a big nasty horrible wasp, with two long great stingers, had come inside with him after he got the Ozarka bottles. He batted it off of him, but it stung his hand about 3 times on the way down. We found it lurking on a Crisco bottle at the bottom of the pantry, and Dale gave it some good hard whacks with a magazine. After that, we decided the little gecko in our bathroom could stay the night—we’re done with bugs for now.
Posted by elizabeth at July 31, 2003 11:37 PMGecko's are our friends. They kill those pesky roaches. I say good morning everyday to one that hangs in our kitchen. He is so cute. I spoke to Jen and she told me she was picking up Jonathan for some ice cream, to give you guys(and Jonathan) a break. She said the last time she called and spoke to Jonathan, he informed her that he had sick parents.
Posted by: Auntie Rita on August 2, 2003 09:43 PM