Ugh...Strep

So on Tuesday, I took Casey to the doctor to have some bites looked at. While she's there, the doctor looks her over (which they do no matter what she's there for, one reason I love my pediatrician's office) and she didn't like the look of C's throat, so she does a quick swab. Guess what? The swab comes back positive for Strep. Sigh. I got a really bad feeling. I hadn't felt good for a few days, so I mentioned this to the doctor, and she swabs me too (another reason I love this pedi). And yup, I have Strep too. Sigh. Casey hadn't been feeling bad at ALL. No sore throat, no fever. So they caught it early, got her on the antibiotics and told me to keep her home from school until today, when she wouldn't be contageous anymore. Ok, I can handle that. But this morning she wakes up, and...you got it...fever and sore throat. Sigh. So she's home again today, puny as all get out. One thing I've realized, when my days are out of routine, it's harder for me to take photos. I just get all out of whack. Add to that me not feeling well, and my camera gets a little lonely. But...I have managed to snap a few the last few days, one of them this morning, of Casey as I've seen her more often than not the last couple of days, sleeping. So here they are...hope you enjoy.

February 12

February 12
Originally uploaded by Sally Bouley

Casey had her first school dance tonight. She went with a group of her friends, and this is a photo of her with the little sister of one of her best friends.

Casey's First School Dance
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And here's a picture of Casey before the dance, I had to show her off, lol. Can't believe how pretty and grown up she is.

January 28

January 28
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Yes, my photo for today is bragging on my kid again, lol. I'm allowed to do that, tee hee. We found out today that she got 2nd place in a poetry contest, and I'm super proud of her. A couple friends asked me to share the poem, so here it is:

Morning in the Forest

The wind blew through the forest
Her legs clung tightly to the flower as she sucked down the nectar
Refueled and ready to fly, she slowly spread out her wings
And then she waited
She waited for a gust of wind to blow her out into the morning sun
Slowly it came and gently plucked her off of the flower and carried her away
She felt her wings surge gracefully up and down to the beat of her heart
She was flying
She was beautiful
She was magnificent
She was a butterfly


Pretty good, huh?