I'm trying, really I am.

I really am trying to be Christmassy and spirited this year. I decorated, listen to the music, watch the programs, compiled gifts for lots of people, sent my cards, baked a few things, and even snagged an angel from the Salvation Army tree. Somehow, I'm just not feeling it though.

So, our power went out last Thursday and came back on Wednesday night. Thursday we cleaned and bought food. Friday Matt took Joseph to the doctor for his check-up with his GI lady and a couple of shots (flu and DTaP). Incidentally, he weighed in at 19 lbs 3 oz this time. By Friday night he was up to a fever of 101.6 (I think)...after it'd taken us an hour and a half to drive home from where we'd gone to pick up a gift for my mom. Yesterday he was on a Tylenol schedule since he kept heating up as it all wore off. Last night, he developed a chesty cough and what seems like a sore throat to go with it. His chest sounds really tight and congested and his cough sounds really painful. So, we "slept" on the couch together last night. He seems miserable this morning, so we've got an appointment at 9:30 (so much for church...) to make sure that he doesn't have pneumonia and/or croup. We'll see how that goes. We're supposed to be going out tonight for a real adult evening too--dinner with a pile of other adults and a one-man showing of "The Santaland Diaries." Which means that we've called a babysitter...who (although we know her and feel confident in her babysitting abilities) we're not going to leave our sick little boy with unless he's remarkably better by 4:30. Keep your fingers crossed for us.

In other news, Max and Jackie should be home tonight. They made it from Oklahoma City to Dayton yesterday and will hopefully make it the rest of the way today. I'm pretty sure that it's been snowing for the past 48 hours, so hopefully they don't run into treacherous weather. Drive safely!