Racking up some SERIOUS sympathy points

Paul and Layla are both sick; they both had rough nights. This is the first time in her life Layla's been really, REALLY sick (she has a fever, glazed eyes, just a total heart-wrenching little girl right now). It stinks. I'm glad that Carson and I are feeling well, though...two out of four's not bad.

My "To Do" list for today had consisted of: clean out the gutters, clean out the garden, replant the iris bulbs, get & plant tulip bulbs, get the parts and fix the sprinkler pipe before we winterize them, make coffee cake for breakfast before General Conference, make rolls and Paul's belated birthday cake for tomorrow, reinstall the bathroom (lights, toilet, sink), clean the other bathrooms, and clean out/organize the garage.

So far, I've accomplished: make coffee cake for breakfast, buy out the entire "cold remedies" section of our local pharmacy, rock Layla, hold Layla, play with Carson while holding Layla, make lunch for my boys, read to Layla, watch Paul read to Layla, force medicine down Layla's throat, listen to a cumulative 5 minutes of Conference, and get Carson dressed.

Dah well. This helps us appreciate good health, right? I don't feel so bad about not getting to the outside stuff because it's raining/snowing anyway. And Layla doesn't let me rock her very often, so it's a down-to-my-toes sweet pleasure. If only I could rock away her sky-high fever...