Foggy foggy fog

I am just now starting to emerge from the fog.  Its been a doozy, this cold.  I was just bragging the other day about how I had not been sick for years, and then wham! it hit me.  I have been loading up on vitamin C, Sambucus, and the Mister's Amazing Lemon Smoothies.

Equipement: 
Blender
Knife

Ingredients:
1 large lemon, with seeds, peeled
1/4 cup frozen cherries
1/4 cup frozen blueberries
1 cup grape juice
1/2 cup green tea (decaf )

Blend ingredients in blender.  The smoothie is a chunky one, and better eaten with a spoon. Drink right away.  Make as often as possible.  I prefer to add the green tea when it is hot so that the smoothie isn't quite so cold.  But if a warm smoothie does not sound appealing to you, then chill the green tea first in the fridge.  


I feel much better now.  My face still feels like it got hit by a baseball bat (sinus infection? Gosh, I hope not...), but help arrived a few days ago in the form of my Mom!

She arrived from Baltimore in the nick of time, and will be here until I have this second baby, which could be any time now(!).  

The dishes were piling up, the dirty laundry was taking on a unsavory life of its own, and the toddler was destroying the house out of boredom.  All while I lay on the couch, surrounded by tissues, in a fever indused delirium.  I think colds are all about letting go, and I find a kind of beauty in the chaos, but I was starting to question how long it could go on like this.  Every time I get sick a there is a part of my brain that thinks it will go on forever. That I will live the rest of my life with a cold.  This one has taken its sweet time to clear up, but I am begining to see the light.  

So my mom swooped in like a super hero and did the dishes, washed and folded the laundry, and made my kid the happiest little guy around.  

We have been obsessed with this Ok Go video.  If you havnt seen their stuff I highly recommend checking out all their videos on Youtube.  (We mostly use videos as rewards for doing things that are slightly out of his comfort zone, like telling us that he has to go potty when we're out and about)  This one is his favorite.

So Oma (grandma) made him a drum.  Just like in the video.

She might as well have handed him the world.  I also love how kids unabashedly obsess over something.  A lesson in passion.