It's One Thing to Be Cute; It's Another to Know You're Cute

Well, we're on Day 3 of Margaret having strep throat. She woke up the other morning not feeling well, feverish and sick to her stomach. Her throat hurt and by the time I got home from work about 2 I could tell by the sound of her voice that it wasn't an ordinary sore throat. I brought her in for a throat culture and it came back positive. The nurse said it was a good thing I brought her in because she saw just by looking at her throat it was sore and swollen; the test swab turned red immediately. She's on a course of zithromax and seems to be doing better although her throat is still sore. At least the nausea is better. My only hope is that the rest of us don't fall victim to it, especially Baby B.

Speaking of Baby B, she is certainly developing a strong personality. She's also developed a devilish sense of humor. She'll hold things over the edge of her changing table and wait for you to say, "Don't drop that" and she grins mischievously and drops whatever it is she's holding. You have to be fast to either catch it or take it away before she lets go. She enjoys a good laugh and seems to get the joke if you play one on her.

However, that strong personality also means she's starting to act out if she doesn't get what she wants, too. As previously posted, she bit me, although not hard, on the hand the other day in frustration over something; she bit the couch as well the other day because I wouldn't let her crawl over to Margaret, who was in the throes of her strep and stomach thing. She'll start to pout and cry if you walk away from her when she wants you or wants something you can get for her. Last night, it was Patricia's choral concert and Daddy could only stay for a while; he had to get back to work, so when he started to walk away, she pulled that pouty face and started to cry. It wasn't long, but it was sad to see that face.

She also does this very, very cute thing because she knows it's cute: she'll take one of her stuffed animals and lay on the floor with her head on the animal. We'll all say, awwww, and she poses. She's stated even saying awwww herself to get you into the game. The thing is, she'll do this even when there isn't an audience. I was watching her from the other room -- she didn't know I saw her -- and she lay down on the floor in the living room with her head on a couch pillow only briefly, said, "awwwww," then got up and went about her business. It's very cute and she knows it's very cute.

Patricia's concert, as mentioned, was last night and it was very good. Her school chorus sang beautifully. The other elementary school and junior high school choruses were OK, but the high school was phenomenal. They all sang together at the end and it was beautiful. I was very proud. And Brigid behaved herself very well. People all around kept saying what a good baby she is. We had a similar experience this past weekend when we all went to see a production of "Hello, Dolly!" that Patricia's teacher directed. Brigid was as good as can be. When she fussed a little, I just took her out to the hallway and let her walk around a bit. Then they had intermission and she was wonderful for the rest of the performance. We've been very blessed with an even-tempered (as even as it can be) child. Here's hoping the trend continues into her teen years.