Last night Lottie crawled into bed with me.
That isn't too unusual since she frequently hops in bed with me sometime
during the night without me knowing.
She's a great little snuggle-bug, but last night was the worst.
Last night she just cried and told me
repeatedly that her tooth hurt.
I'd tickle her back, and she would calm down and even
fall asleep for a few minutes. But just as I would head back to dreamland,
she would wake up again in pain and tears.
This went on all night.
So I gave her some medicine which helped us both get a little sleep.
When my alarm was off at 6:30, I had to kick myself out of bed.
I was exhausted and feeling overwhelmed as I led The Little Nies
in our morning routine:
breakfast, scriptures, last-minute homework, prayers,
and then driving and dropping off children at school(s).
Then I went to the boy's elementary school where I had committed
to help set up the annual art show.
Lottie followed me around the gym in tears.
Then I drove straight to our dentist (unannounced), who discovered
that Lottie had an abscessed tooth.
He fixed it right away. (He is the best).
We came home in the rain and got in a warm tub together.
(I won't get all sappy, but I will miss these days with her
when she goes to kindergarten!!!).
When the Little Nies got home from school, Lottie brought my
phone over to me so I could help her find the
photos I had taken of her at the dentist.
As I strolled through, I looked at myself and died. I look hammered.
I was kind of shocked that I let myself go out looking that way.
AND I had parachute pants on, for heaven's sake!!!
Thank goodness it's the weekend and
THANK GOODNESS Mr. Nielson is coming home tonight!!!!
Spiritual Enlightenment: All God's critters got a place in the choir.
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Dentist: Cougar Dental
