Today was the last day of school of 2008! At about two o'clock today, I would've sworn it was never going to get here, but thank goodness it did. The kids were wild (as they always are on days like this), actually much worse than I remember from years past. But, I refuse to think about school at all until January 4th (the night before we go back). By the way, while I am thinking about it, the new school calendar that has been adopted has us not getting out until December 23rd next year. Can you believe that?
Today was also my Paw Paw Whitaker's birthday. He would've been 83 years old. It is so hard to believe he has been gone from here for 7 years. I always think about him and my granny around Christmas. Miss 'em.
When I got home from school today, Lily was covered in a rash (looked like a sunburn) on her face and the backs of her upper arms. It was really hot to touch, although she wasn't running a fever. I took her to the children's clinic and the doctor confirmed that she has Fifth's Disease. It has been going around her preschool. The crazy thing is that you don't know that you have Fifth's Disease until you break out in this rash, at which time you are no longer contagious. However, there are no real definitive symptoms before you break out. There is no treatment for it. The rash could last a few days or a few weeks. By the time we had arrived at the doctor this afternoon, she was pretty much covered head to toe in this rash.
To update everyone on the dog situation, we never found anything else out about Burger. Our best guess is that he was killed by a coyote or some other wild animal. I am scared to let my kids out of the house so I guess it is a good thing that the past week has been filled with dreary days when they didn't want to go outside anyway. Taco has been sleeping in the house at night and I have been closing her in the garage during the day. She is what reminds me of Burger more than anything. I think she is mourning deeply. She lays in the box in the garage that I'm sure must smell like her friend. In the evening she lays on the couch or she pesters one of us to let her up on our lap. She wakes me EVERY night to go outside for a bathroom break and seems afraid to leave the porch alone. This means I have had to walk out into the yard in the cold, wet middle of the night to escort my dog to the perfect spot to pee. I really don't mind so much and I am getting used to it. She seems depressed and although I am still resistant to the idea of getting a new dog, I can see that she might need a companion later on. She is such a loving little dog. As for now, she is giving the cat a run for his money. They have actually been caught playing together a few times. Maybe that friendship will be enough, along with what I hope will be a closer relationship with the kids since she is staying insde. We'll soon see. Either way, I absolutely had no idea how much I'd miss one of our dogs if anything happened. I am still very emotional about it.
Christmas is around the corner and I am finishing up some last minute stuff in the morning. Brad and I took our trip to Concord back before Thanksgiving and got most of the kids Christmas stuff taken care of and it has been such a blessing! Although they both keep adding to their list! Lily now says she wants a purple shovel for her sandbox and Sam has added a flat screen television to his VERY expensive list. I have already placed my order with Santa and I don't remember ordering a purple shovel or a flat screen tv. Too bad babies!
4 comments:
I think Taco needs a Pug companion. They are so great with kids, and your house needs more dog hair in it.
I don't know about a pug. Too much grief from your brothers on Facebook! Seriously, I think if we were to get another dog it would need to be a BIG one. And my house has just the right amount of dog hair at this moment, thanks.
Why do you need a big dog?
To fight off coyotes it would seem.
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