Hannah was well enough to go to Mrs. Barbara's today. Praise GOD!
Caroline decided to get another virus of some sort and had soaring fevers (103.7 even on BOTH Tylenol and Ibuprofen) as well as general miserableness. Which is really unbearable coming from the world's happiest child. I've never seen her like that and I wouldn't mind never seeing it again. Tomorrow we go to see the Ear-Nose-Throat doctor to find out how to fix her persistent (c'mon - let's call a spade a spade - Tenatious Son's of Bitches) ear infections.
I'm feeling moderately better than I did yesterday and fighting off my own pink eye. I swear, I cannot wait to get my head above water for even just one day. We're this close to canceling Caroline's birthday party on Saturday. If she isn't feeling well and the rest of us are still staggering, there's really no point. Except that it's my baby's first birthday.