
I have had a crazy month at work, not to mention it's allergy season. On April 3rd, my allergies were so bad that one of my eyes was almost swollen shut by the time I got to work. On top of that, I had two high maintenance parent meetings that I had to hold. Apparently, my eye was twitching for a good portion of my first meeting, as I was told later by the school psychologist.
When Joe was headed home from the hospital that night I was telling him about how bad my day had gone because of my dumb allergies, but that conversation got cut short, because the boys were fighting in the bathtub. About 30 minutes later, Joe came through the front door with these beautiful lillies, some allergy medicine and some eyedrops. He then drugged me up and sent me to bed! What more could I ask for.
















