I can’t figure out if Boopsie has a cold or is teething… or maybe both? Daddy-o is working all weekend (ALL weekend), so it’s been the two of us.
Today I had to make a special run to Walgreen’s with Boopsie to pick up thermometer “probe covers” before tomorrow’s predicted “Snowmageddon”… because I wouldn’t want to get stuck in a snowstorm without being able to check for a fever by sticking a thermometer up her butt, now would I?
Oy. There’s another first: Buying thermometer “probe covers.”
All in all… wild Saturday.