On the mend, again.

Isabella is back at Bonnie's today. I am only leaving her there for half a day-the other 2 kids that are there have the stomach flu going through their family. It is only a matter of time before they start puking. I just can't handle THAT again (remember Christmas??). I am hoping the antibiotics are what is turning her into Princess Pissy. WHOA! She is nasty, demanding, bossy, and mean. "Go get my milk!" "I am not eating that!" "Don't touch me!" "I am not going to bed!" And when she isn't using those delightful words, she is grunting like a cave man. Where is that sweet baby with the high fever who wanted me to hold her morning, noon, and night? Can I have her back-without the fever part??? :)

I think I am going to start a blog count for how many times I will see "Twilight". I thought I had my obsession under control after I saw it for the 3rd time last night-but I haven't. I think once I hit 10 viewings, I will go to ECA (Edward Cullen Anonymous). Just kidding, MOM!