TGIM!!

Ah, Monday. I enjoy knowing there's a fresh week ahead of me to get things done.

After a family-wide bout of illness last week, it appears we're all finally on the mend. Mine & Little Bear's lasted all of 24 hours, he had a fever (followed by a separate day of rash). I only had a sore throat and runny nose. The others were sick for several days each. Only Little Bear and Daddy got to church yesterday. Good thing we have more than one pianist at church. (Although, with Hunny Bunny home sick for the evening service, I missed her honest critique of my message and delivery.) I did thoroughly enjoy playing my new trumpet for the AM & PM services though.

Our new bed is a smidgen higher (2"~3.5") than a "normal" bed that we're used to, but it's really nice. (One "bonus" "nice point" is that the kids now have trouble getting up on it.) We've been using it since Wednesday. The only thing left to put together is the end table on Hunny Bunny's side of the bed. (I didn't get one.) For some reason, that's the most complicated part of the entire bed. Should get that done today (Monday) or Tuesday. Then we get to figure out what's going to be stored in all those drawers -- been needing to straighten everything up for quite awhile. It would be so much easier if we had a basement to store things, but -- we live in south Florida. (Sea level is only 10-12' below our house.)

Wasn't overly impressed with the headboard offered by the company that made the bed, so we'll be looking for one of those in the near future. Either that, or I get to build one. We want one that we can put books on -- lots of books. Think we just might run up to the brand-spankin-new IKEA store they opened at Sawgrass Mills and see if this one comes in a finish that matches our bed. Only problem will be... another 3D jigsaw puzzle for me.

On the "more personal" homefront, the most recent battle has been potty training -- twins. Ugh. Imagine an angelic blonde-haired green-eyed 2 year old walking up to you, proffering her hand and saying, "I got STINKY on my FINGER!" Grossness incarnate; WAY too nasty for me, but thankfully, my wife handles that stuff OK.
Give me severed appendages and/or blood any day, but I do NOT do stinky-on-the-fingers very well.

After following them around and cleaning up the puddles and piles for a few days, it appears they're finally "getting it." Tank has decided that he doesn't want to soil his "Mikka Mauws" (Mickey Mouse) underwear, and has had (relatively) few accidents. However, Daddy's little Sugar Booger is still more Booger than Sugar. She'd rather wait until the last minute, and "lookout world" if anything or anyone gets in the way.

I've got to go to a friend's today and get a couple of his storefront websites up and running. After that today is up for grabs by whatever "fires" need to be extinguished.