Cookie Baking

It's that time of year again. Time to go off of diets, attend countless parties, and bake cookies. This week has not been the best, but it certainly ended on a sweet note. . .

It started coming apart on Wednesday morning about 4:00 a.m. when Kalista came in my room saying her head hurt. I snuggled her and sent her back to bed. At 7:00 when she woke up for good she said her head still hurt and she was cold. I took her temp and it was 99.4. Now Kalista's normal temp is around 96, so this was high for her. However, we have been really short staffed at work, so I asked her if she could make it to preschool and she said yes. I guess we were both too optimistic. Half-way there she threw up. Over the next 24 hours she threw up 4 or 5 more times, looked as pale as a ghost, and laid comatose on the couch.

By Thursday morning I could tell she was feeling better and as the day wore on she was able to eat more and more and it all stayed down! The opposite was true for me. I woke up Thursday morning with a sinus infection. I blew my nose every 5 to 10 seconds and felt miserable. I was glad we still had to stay home from preschool for Kalista's sake, I don't think I would have made it through the whole day myself. The worse part was that Erin, who never gets to do anything, was going out of town Friday to a track coaching conference and staying overnight. That meant I had two more days of just me and the kids and feeling like I'd been run over by a truck!

Things did get better. My medicine started working and I was able to get some sleep. Isaac was remarkably well behaved through both Kalista's and my illness! God was with us for sure! Saturday morning I disinfected the kitchen and got ready for my sister and niece to come over for cooking baking with me and Kalista. This is a annual tradition in my family, but it is always different who can come. Mom got iced in and couldn't come and Angie claimed that she was on a diet and didn't need cookies at her house, so she stayed home as well (check out her recent post). So the four of us got to work (Isaac didn't help much, just kept asking where the cookies were and trying to take the unbaked dough off the cookie sheets). We baked all afternoon and into the evening. It was a lot of fun, but very tiring. The worst part is that I couldn't taste anything since my nose is still so stopped up!