Weekend...

The weekend was fairly uneventful after all. Noah had a 103° fever almost all weekend. For a while, we thought it might be due to a bug bite, cause he had a big nasty welt on his leg. None of the other kids got sick, so maybe that was the cause. His fever seems to be gone now though. Still no good idea what the cause was.

Paige was exhausted on Sunday, so I took the three oldest kids to Grandma's to go swimming. They had a great time in the pool, and playing at Grandma's. The aftermath, however, was brutal. We put them to bed at 8:30. Levi screamed and cried in bed until 11:30. Multiple spankings and threats did not convince him to stay in his room. Noah coughed and cried all night long, and was up at 5:50 AM, and cried for the next 2 hours. Add a 3 AM feeding for Luke, and Paige was running on very little sleep today. Paige emailed me today that Levi got more spankings for hitting and kicking her because she wanted to change his poopy diaper. He ended up crying himself to sleep at the bottom of the stairs. The terrible two's seem to be the terrible three's at our house...

However, the kids are not without their moments of humor...

Noah, with a poopy diaper: "Momma, change me before my buns get red like Clifford" [the big red dog]

The kids enjoyed an ice cream and brownie treat after Ella's pre-school graduation today. I asked all the kids who was going to share a bite with me. Noah replied... "Daddy, you can have a bite of... Levi's!" So generous of him.