Typhoid Mary blues...

I decided to start the post with this picture because Gavin took it. He is quite the photographer, I must say. Gives me an idea of his perspective on things.

Well, after my last post declaring that we were over being sick, I was faced with the reality that we weren't over it and we were infecting everyone we came in contact with. My mom came down with the bug, and so did Pat and her whole family.


We have hunkered down and are beating this thing! I will go out to work tomorrow but we really have tried to minimize any contact until we are sure we aren't spreading our joyful germs...it's especially odd because I didn't feel sick when I went and saw my mom. I opted out of a cookie party in order not to pass out poision treats :)

Toby slept till 6 a.m. one recent morning, giving me hope of uninterrupted rest. Sadly, that was the only night, but I am trying to get him to bless me with that again. Meanwhile, Mike went to the attic last night and got out the "baby standers" so Toby could stand up and play with the toys. He loves it! Seems a little early at three months, but I won't take it away since he likes it so much.



Gavin and Jude pretend that they are cars and want to drive Toby around. If I'm not careful, they'll love him too hard...ouch. More risk of this with Jude than Gavin.


I am in the throes of Christmas cards. Because of all the sickness, I got a late start this year, but figure friends will forgive me and just be happy for the chance to reconnect. (right?? *sheepish grin*)

Mike has a clever way of keeping track of the kids while cooking....

Jude is a pensive guy...

There are few things in life as sweet as a baby passed out on you.

Batman goes for a drive in his modified Batmobile...