Duck hasn't put Mickey down since Saturday......I've been trying to convince him that Mickey has to rest during the day. But we had a really rough morning today, so Mickey didn't have to go to bed, he got to go to speech with Duck and Puppy. Puppy goes EVERYWHERE anymore. He used to stay in the house, but it's just a really bad habit now. When I pick Duck up from the sitter's, the first thing he does is reach for his bag to get Puppy and a pacifier out. SSSSSHHHHHH don't tell the speech therapist! Well, it's either the paci or Puppy that goes in the mouth. I think I'd rather have the paci.
It's day #11 and still no sign of the meds working....guess I'll be a medical mystery next week at the doctor's office.
We're going to start house-hunting.....most likely will rent, but my boss showed me an auction site, so I'm going to keep my eye out on that site as well. Keep your fingers crossed that we can find something reasonable in the area we want to move to.
Random thought for the day:
Why is Winnie the Pooh called Pooh, but Kermit the Frog is called Kermit?????
Oh and by the way, feel free to leave comments, I would love to know that people are actually READING this!