Maybe it´s the fever and maybe not, but my emotional filter seems to have disappeared this week. I´ve had a couple of teary-sad breakdowns, a handful of teary-moved moments (think Hallmark commercials), and one near fist-fight with a dressing room attendant tonight when I ventured out of the house for the first time. The last was by far the most exciting and left Tim and me considering with delight what he would have done had I actually hit the woman and not just rolled my eyes and left in a huff.
PS- It seems that Taza´s ear infections are food-allergy related. We´re going to experiment with some different diets, but I´m at least glad that it´s her and not Ellie. I can´t imagine how we´d get that 100 lb slobbering oaf to Lima and back.