Who is that knocking on our front door?

...no all you Wiggles fans, it isn't Dorothy the dinosaur!
The other night (actually morning to be precise) I woke up hearing a strange sound. Since the boys go to bed with random toys - Jack and his "sorcerer's stone" (aka - a bag of rocks) and Thornley with his "Wizard Cards" (aka - bottle caps), I thought it might be just something falling off one of their beds. So I tried to go back to sleep, but it was really bugging me. About 10 minutes later I heard a noise again, and thought, if someone was in the house, wouldn't George bark? Then I heard ANOTHER noise, so I woke Adam up and told him I heard a strange noise and he had to go investigate. Come to find out it was George (no wonder he wasn't barking). He'd been locked outside all night! Adam had let George out before he went to bed and had forgotten to let him in! Poor dog! Goodness knows where he went or what he did, but he slept most of the next day.
On a side note, the husband now has strep throat, but lucky him, he gets to take the day off work and rest (novel concept...), and Jack has a yucky cough so when he wakes up from his nap we're off to the doctor. Nothing like 2 doctor visits in one day at the end of the month!!

You Know it's Valentine's Day When...

You know it's Valentine's Day when you're tearing off the pages of your son's Harry Potter page a day calendar and it's a picture of Harry and Cho kissing.

Just what the Doctor ordered

Yesterday found us at two doctors appointments, the first for Thornley, then based on the results of Thornley's visit, the next for me. On Sunday we noticed Thornley had an odd rash around his nose and mouth. I called nurse Cori, and since Thornley had complained last week about a sore throat, Cori asked if his throat still hurt and said if so, it could be strep of some sort. Thornley's throat hurt for two days, one of those days I sent him to school - no fever, husband out of town, he's going to school! On Friday he woke up and said his throat didn't hurt anymore, and hasn't said a word about it since. Anyway, back to the rash...I decided that if it was the same or worse on Monday when he woke up, I'd take him in. He woke up said he felt great, but he still had his rash. I'm not one to send my kid to school with some unknown rash, so I started driving towards the Dr office around the time they opened and called while on the way to get an appointment (Cori's suggestion). because if it was nothing, then we were going to school. We get to the Dr, they do a strep test (almost made me gag, and I was just watching) and low and behold it came back positive. SUPER! So now he is on antibiotics and some antibiotic ointment for his impetigo.
Since I woke up with a sore throat on Monday, bad enough that I called in sick to work, I mentioned this to the pediatrician and he recommended that I go to my doctor (I'm assuming if you know me well enough to read my blog, you know I don't have a doctor - except the one who delivered Jack and well, he had he is no longer allowed to practice medicine), so I call UW clinic and make an appointment. Both boys in tow, we head to the doctor. I go thru my story, blah, blah, blah, gag when the do the throat swab and then go thru my story again for the doctor (really, why can't they read the notes the nurse types into the computer), who prescribes an antibiotic. If she calls me tomorrow, my tests were negative and I can stop taking the medicine. If I don't hear from her, I guess I have strep (love the personal touch!). THEN she tells me to drink lots of fluid (does wine count) and get lots of rest. Apparently she hasn't seen my laundry pile, and unless she thinks my kids really ARE wizards, after all the spells they were casting in the office, I'm not sure how that laundry is going to get done.
So ANOTHER trip to the pharmacy, and I come home to "rest".
Oh the rest and relaxation of it all!