When you come home, you better not be married

O hasn't felt well for several days now with her tummy and last night we ended up at the Emergency Room. Really we just went to check out the flu-infested lobby because we were never able to see a doctor. I was told after two hours, it would be several more hours before we would be taken back to a room. So we left. O was falling asleep at the time and seemed to be calmed down. I think the worst thing about being a Mommy is not knowing when it's an emergency.

We did try to take her to Urgent Care beforehand (she had been screaming for an hour at home with pain) but were sent immediately to the ER since she was complaining of abdominal pain and would more than likely need an xray. I'm trying to be nice about it, but the truth is I wasn't nice at Urgent Care. It was 10 minutes to closing time and I don't think they wanted to see my baby. I don't usually lose it over things like that, but the women there were really rude. So, my Mama claws came out and .... well .... enough said.

This morning, O is still feeling poorly so I'm waiting on the doctor's office to open.

Good times.

If we haven't had the flu yet, it's possible we'll have it by the end of the day from all the waiting rooms. Please Lord, don't let it be so.

You know O feels bad when she doesn't care about missing school and get this .... doesn't want anything to do with trick-or-treating tomorrow night because she DOESN'T WANT to get any candy. O is the candy queen and her world usually revolves completely around who is going to give her some. Bless her heart.

She is missing her first Reformation Day celebration at school today (the children dress as biblical characters, play games and attend chapel that dramatizes the event). She doesn't care, but E was so sad O was not going to get to dress up this morning. Her sadness lasted only until she was able to get into her own costume.

And, now announcing QUEEN ESTHER ....

Complete with glitter, jewelry and a crown (Queen Esther wore glitter, right?) Oh, and make up! She asked me a dozen times for 'just a little more lipstick, Mama'.

While finishing her hair she said, "Wait until S sees me!!" (boy at school). Jokingly I said, "Just don't come home married" to which she replied, "Well, he is coming dressed as a king!!" ha!

(costume credits: Mawmaw (my Mom) for the dress. E saw it at Cracker Barrel and fell in love. Grandmothers are great for things like that. $4.50 crown from Me because I'm cheaper than Mawmaw :) Thanks, Mom! She was so excited this morning about this dress! Hey, here's an idea - you can buy the wedding dress and I'll by the veil! - years from now, that is.)