I waited all day for my replacement to show up, but no one ever came.  I guess a doctor’s note is not sufficient to get me out of being official snack maker and toy provider.

(I have a cold/virus/plague/something.  The doctor gave me a decongestant and I feel like a new person.  I also got me some nice amoxicillin.  I guess being sick for ten days scores you the hard drugs.  After my (negative) strep test, Elizabeth grabbed a pointy thing that hangs off her stroller and started telling me to say “ahh” and then sticking it in my mouth.)

I had like twelve other things to write about, but every single one of them has left my head.  Wake me up when the replacement Jen gets here, okay?