Sydney Largenton, as I like to call her (or sometimes, Sydney Jerkenton), has a virus. Actually she has two. BECAUSE WHY WOULD YOU WANT ONLY ONE? Now, lest anyone think that I am exaggerating, the doctor told me today that she almost definitely has two due to her disparity of symptons: fever, red throat, boogers and general ornery-ness. She, who is usually a pleasant child, gave everyone in the doctor's office today the most miserable and memorable stink eye I have ever seen. Even the other sick children shut-up upon seeing her Medusa glare.
After we got home from this wonderful outing (you should be able to cut that sarcasm with a knife if I'm not getting that across) she finally settled down after a good dose of Jack. It's amazing to me that he who constantly pokes, pats, knocks, bumps, and crushes her is her favorite person, hands-down. So Jack managed to cheer her up, and as I was preparing his dinner, I overheard him telling her: "Baby, baby, you need to RELAX."
Again, I think that he will make an excellent husband.
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