Boys and their Toys

On Saturday, Nick and I met up with Karl and Amber to race RC cars, which for some silly reason say on the packaging that they are not toys.  Amber calls them antitoys, haha.  But it was pretty fun, our husbands can be kinda silly.  We'd be talking mommy stuff, and we'd hear a "ahem!" which meant, "hey, we are ready to race, someone count down."  They got about half an hour of race time in before their batteries died.  I would try it, but since we always go to a parking garage, Nick is afraid I'll smash the car on a pillar…..which I probably would.  Ah well, maybe I'll get my own to destroy.

Then we went shopping.  Nick decided my flower display in the front room was ugly.  No idea why.  I'd actually bought them for him shortly after we were married to show him how to buy a girl flowers.  Anyhoo, so he had retired the flowers to the closet and said we could go pick out new ones.  We ended up going to Michaels to get different ones.  Nick is actually very good at floral arranging, I was impressed.  When we got them home, he also put the vase together, and it's very very pretty.

Old flowers

New flowers

After a long and poopy night with the booger (he didn't want to sleep for some reason), I woke up achey and sick.  Nick took my temp and it was 102.  We tried again a minute later and it was 101, still a fever, and I felt pretty yucky.  So glad I have a bunch of doctors at my disposal, so I called one of the PA's, told her my symptoms, and she called me in an antibiotic.  One of the joys of breastfeeding is that you can get mastitis, a lovely infection that makes you feel sick as a dog.  So my weekend has been ruined.  Hopefully I'll feel better by Tuesday because I have work.  Otherwise, I'll be in bed.  Which is pretty much where I have been all day.  Yeay for motherhood!

Just kidding, I love my little guy, he's perfect.