A quick update from the land of the FunnyYellowMom...
My nanny is terrific, but last week around the 4th of July holiday, she started coming down with what seemed like a cold and then, woke up one morning with a high fever. She went to the doctor and it turns out she had pneumonia. She was instructed to quarantine herself, especially from children, and has been gone for 6 days now. Sniff sniff. Yes, I'm crying a little bit.
My only saving grace at this point is that Aubrey is in preschool three mornings a week so at least I get a little time to get some work done. Nanny may be back tomorrow afternoon but she texted me to let me know her fevers are gone as of this morning but she still has coughs and "green snot". Hmmmm... I don't know. So far no one else over here got sick and I'm sure my laundering everything and spraying every square inch of the house with Lysol had nothing to do with it. Yes, I'm totally OCD.
Other than that, things have been going pretty well over here in Amy and Aubrey land. Aubrey is really digging preschool and has amazing teachers. That is her in the photo above, prancing around in front of her classroom banner. Her room is "The Piranhas" and yes, someone spelled "piranha" wrong on their banner. Oh well. At least they can't read yet.
I am patiently awaiting my 20th high school reunion in Minnetonka, MN next weekend. Yes, that's right. I know it's hard to believe I graduated in 1990, but I am here to entertain and amaze you. Be amazed. I know I am.
In some ways, 1990 seems like, well, a couple decades ago. But I still feel like a kid. OK, not a kid. If I still felt the way I did in 1990, I would have jumped off a bridge by now, but I certainly don't feel like a grown up. Even after becoming a mom - I just can't get used to the idea of approaching the "middle-aged" bracket.
Here I am with three of my besties from childhood. We all graduated together and I think we look way too cute to be attending a 20th high school reunion. And we don't even look good in this picture. We were slaving away in the roasting sun...
My mom had four kids by the time she was my age, so I guess I should count my lucky stars that I have one, fairly easy kid and that people still guess my age 5-10 years younger than it is. I'm pretty sure that's the secret to youth: 0-1 children. I'm pretty sure that if I had had another kid, you'd be mistaking me for my mother by now. Well, if my mother were a little old Asian lady. But she's not.
Well, I had better get around to labeling more of Aubrey's clothes for school and checking my bank account obsessively to see if the last check I deposited cleared yet. Have a great day everyone!