...so here are some comments to wrap up the week.
Tonight, when I was putting Lex to bed, he said, "Mommy, I love you. I want to marry you. When I grow up, I'm going to marry you in a wedding." I didn't bother explaining to him about me being married to Daddy. I figured that we could get to that another time, and not distress him as I was trying to get him to go to sleep.
You haven't received our Christmas card yet? That might be because I haven't ordered them yet. I created four or five of them on Snapfish, but I can't decide which one to order. I also have brand loyalty issues preventing me from actually ordering Christmas cards from Snapfish, because I am a loyal Shutterfly consumer. But alas, we get airline miles if we order from Snapfish and we don't if we go with Shutterfly instead...
it's ridiculous, I know.
Speaking of ridiculous, Lex just woke up screaming for me. I went up there and he was crying and so I picked him up. He was yelling, "but I love Christmas!" and I calmed him down, and then I realized that we were both very warm and wet. He peed on us. Which is far from ordinary. And he has a fever.
I'm not making that up. I just had to change my clothes and start a load of wash, mid-blog post.
And Lex is apparently having fever-induced nightmares about our Christmas card situation.
Don't worry, buddy, I love Christmas too. And you.
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