Sweet on my guys

The 3 year old has started coughing in the last 24 hours in a way that sounds croupy. He was also scratching at these almost minuscule bumps on his belly and back. There are probably only 3 on each side. Finally, he had a big fit, for a reason that I don't actually recall.
He sobbed, "I cccan't stttoooop cryyyyyying."
I said, "Let's just put you in bed, buddy."
He said through a stream of tears, "Oooookaaaaaaaayyy. I looooovvvvve yooouuuuu, Mama." Oh what a poor sweetie! Then he was as quiet as a mouse and has been for almost 2 hours.
He doesn't do this often. All of this seems a little suspicious so I made a doctor's appointment.

I feel like I spend a lot of time (and money) at that particular office. Especially this year. They know me now. We're like old pals who sit and drink together in the same bar every evening. I walk in and they say, "LIZA! I haven't seen you in that striped shirt before! Oh, and you're wearing THOSE earrings again, huh? I really liked the amber ones better."

Actually, I think they do know me now, but they sort of pretend like they don't. They're always polite of course. I think the closer truth is that they whisper to each other, "Oh, it's HER again. What do you wanna bet the 6 year old has another ear infection?" And the nurse says, "No, no, I think the 3 year old has a virus again." The receptionist says, "Maybe you can give him another sample of Children's Motrin, you know, since they came all the way down here. I think you should give him the bubble gum flavor this time and not the cherry one. The 3 year old said 'wuck!' last time we gave it to him."
Then the nurse says, "No way lady, we stopped giving out samples 2 weeks ago. You know, it's a budget thing."

We'll see, we'll see.

The 6 year old has a tooth that is hanging from about 3 threads for the last 3 days. It seems to still hurt a lot. Hubby said he could tie a string around it and pull. Or we could just leave it and maybe the adult tooth will grow in and the baby tooth will still be dangling years later. I think though, that it will come out when it's ready. But it does look a little funny. Of course then you notice his big green eyes, and the freckles across the bridge of his nose, and his animated way of chatting with his hands, and he's the most handsome little guy around.

Hubby's vision impaired tandem bike ride got canceled because of this lovely snow storm we're having today. He was bummed. I was bummed for him. He'd be great at taking someone who is impaired and be able to describe the countryside in such a beautiful way that the person on back could not only imagine, but actually see, all of the beautiful spring Colorado colors. He has that gift. He is also a wonderful tour guide. I think this is so because he can eloquently point things out but he can also remember facts about the town! It's really quite astounding. Of course, I can't remember the conversation we had yesterday about why building a house out of straw bale is a good idea, so maybe I can't judge on remembering. Sometimes I think I already have mild Alzheimer's. I hope not. Because then I have that weird thing where I can remember phone numbers and people's birthdays from the 3rd grade. It might be it's own strange remembering/non-remembering sickness (which might actually translate into paying attention versus not paying attention) that is just reserved for me.

But I was talking about Hubby, wasn't I? He also does well with people that he's just met, because he has such a warm personality. The last thing I want to mention about him is that he's really taught me how to go after something I want. He does a great job of trying to make things possible, even if it doesn't always seem like it at the time, because he wants me to do it myself. He's quite a guy, my hubby.
Okay, you guessed it, I'm feeling really sweet on hubby today. On all my guys.