Talking Spit

It is amazing how something like Motrin (ibuprofen) can help someone feel better. Sean either has a case of the flu or a bad cold. Achy, sore throat, stuffy head, fever, cough. When he was finally miserable enough this afternoon with a fever of 101 degrees, I gave him some ibuprofen and then he took a nap. When he woke up, he was fever free and feeling pretty good. He was actually hungry.

He requested chicken nuggets. I started to suggest something else, but then he told me "My spit is talking to me about chicken nuggets so that is what I want." I've never heard of anyone's spit talking to them before but then again, mine talks to me about Dairy Queen blizzards so I think I can relate a little bit.

We had one nugget in the freezer. I can only guess who left one nugget in the bag in the freezer. I won't name any names but her initial is C.

Daddy was almost ready to leave work so he agreed to stop by and pickup some nuggets.An interesting story on the news today. Someone saw a car go into a retention pond. When divers started looking, they ended up pulling four vehicles out of the pond before they found the right one. Good news is there were no bodies found. I suppose those ponds make nice hiding places for cars.