
Well, Jeff's fever is still up, I called the doc who basically told me to relax... it is pneumonia, he will be achy and have a temperature for a few days. So, there is no Miracle Max or Miracle pill covered in chocolate. Ellie and I went to morning mass, to get out of the house and give Daddy some peace. We went early to play on the swing set. There is a Catholic Outreach (Thrift) Store next to the church and they had an outdoor, toddler climber available for $5. I had to get it, they even threw in a small, plastic wagon.

I always bring one of Ellie's Bible storybooks to give her something to look at during mass. We sat in the crying room and our neighbors showed up. All the kids really like Ellie, but Ellie was too tired to do anything but snuggle in my lap. So, one of the little girls picked up Ellie's book and started flipping through the pages, she can not read yet, but announced, "Oh, I saw this movie already!" (As if it were a Disney movie book. I almost lost it trying to keep from laughing.
After a nap, Ellie played on her new climber. She hasn't figured out to climb it, but she's got the sliding thing down! She wasn't so sure about riding in the wagon. I will have to pull a toy from her room to play with the wagon.
After our second nap of the day, Ellie and I went to the store to pick up chicken to make broth for Daddy. I also found washable markers and finger paints, so we purchased those, too.

Ellie finger painted a lovely picture for Daddy. She enjoyed the painting part, but was mad that the paint tasted so bad. I used to let her play with food-coloring-dyed whipped topping. That tasted good. This stuff apparently... not so good. Didn't keep her from trying multiple times to taste it... maybe this time it will be sweet...
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Ellie is mad because Mommy said, "No, no. No eating the paint!" |
As Daddy slept some more (we will not be going to Pittsburgh, but recuperating at home) Ellie and I went to Stations of the Cross and the soup dinner afterwards. Ellie was the Belle of the soup kitchen! She was flirting with everyone, chatting up a storm, crawling all over and even climbed up Father's leg, much to his surprise as a parishioner yells, "Father, don't move, there is a baby behind you!"
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