And this is why you shouldn't eat late at night. Not only are you consuming calories that you won't burn off before bed, but the dim lighting makes it tough to see the mold.
Lessons for our lives, people.
Once I scraped the nasty dessert into the garbage can and went to the freezer for a chocolate ice cream bar to wash the taste out of my mouth, I returned to the couch to watch the rest of The Voice on DVR and do some blogging.
But I completely forgot what I was going to write about. Eating mold will do that to a person, I think.
My little fire chief had kind of a rough week. He may look tough, but it doesn't take a whole lot more than some nasty bacteria setting up shop in his inner ear to make this happen:
Just in case any of you were considering me as a write-in vote for Mom of the Year, you can go ahead and stick to the safe choices like Michelle Obama or Snooki because I swear to you that I kept looking at this child and telling him to stop crying and shake it off. It wasn't until my first born was lying on the couch wailing and yelling, "Mommy, I just can't handle it!!!" that I finally accepted that he was really hurting. I brought him in to the clinic and the doctor took one look in his ear and said, "Whoah. Buddy, that hurts a lot doesn't it?" He went on to describe how my boy had a super-nasty ear infection of the variety that causes an extreme amount of pain to the poor souls it afflicts. So much for my "shake it off" mentality! A couple doses of Amoxicillin and he was good to go!
Since Isaiah was feeling better, I put him and his brothers to work helping me rake leaves out in the front yard and I'll just share a couple of my favorite little moments from that adventure.
Needless to say, my attempts to get some Christmas card photos were not without challenges!
