Welcome to my world, baby girl

My Compassion packet came today! I am now the proud "parent" of a little girl named Lesly Coral, from the Dominican Republic. She has the cutest braids that stick horizontally out from her head, and the look on her face in her picture was a mixture of irritation and distrust. I love her!

I'll have to go to Target and get some cute stationery so I can write her a letter. They gave me a form thingy I can use for letters, but that seems so...cold. Besides, I'm always looking for a reason to go to Target.

My baby doo is sicky today. After yesterday's adventures in pediatric dentistry with Cooper (I'll have to update his blog after this), I picked Griffin up at school at 3:00 and he was sickly. Poor guy! By the time we got home, he was breathing heavy and you all know what that means....fever. An hour later, sure enough he was 102. I battled it all night, I could get it down to 100 but at its spike it was 104! True to form, though, he was a trooper. He just made this pathetic little mewing noise when it would spike, so I'd strip off his clothes and cool him off again.

I stayed home this morning with him and we both went down for a two hour nap at 8:30. Not together, because I'm still a paranoic, but whatever. This was one of the very few times I was thankful that his room (and mine) are freezing cold this time of year. At least it helps with his fevers. Then we met Grandma for lunch at Bread Company, so he got to whine to her and shake his head "no" at everything she said to him. Very cute! His cheeks were rosy but otherwise his fever seems on the wane, so that's awesome.

We stopped at Hancock to pick up knitting needles (curs-ed Christia and her knitting contagion!) and I got some cute fabric to make Lily's prototype Obi. I couldn't just make it out of crap fabric; what if it turns out nice and she can actually use it? How would I feel then?

Now baby Doo is sleeping again (get well, sweet peets), and I have a little time to catch up on the thirty five loads of laundry I didn't finish folding this weekend. Nah, I'll just surf the net. Oh, there's Giffie now, gotta go.

**I took this picture of Griffie after his noon nap today. He was so happy and so sick! By 4:00 his temp was up to 105. So we're going to the doc's tomorrow.