I took Andy back to the doctor today because his fever wasn't leaving and his breath smelled really bad. And we found out it isn't Strep. He seemed to be better this afternoon, and I'm holding my breath. Maybe now things can get back to normal. And by "normal" I mean something that looks like this:


please note: the boys aren't technically allowed to jump on the bed, or jump off the bed, but I used to love jumping on the bed, so I have a hard time making them stop.