Snorkeling - by Sissy

I have shared some stories before written my my 7-year-old daughter who is apparently destined to be an author. So, here's another story written by Sissy. I have not changed any spelling to preserve her meaning and intent. I hope you enjoy it.

Snorkling

One day a big fish swam by me when I was snorkling. A little brown dot came out of the big fishis butt and the little dot was popp and it flew on my head and we swam right out of the water. I went right to the showering place and I showered that popp of and then we wen't back snorkaling. My mom and dad said stay on my tail and so I did I stayed on there tails for ours and ours and soon I asked mom, dad do you no what you are doing thay said yes we are tacking you on a tour of the lack. My mom asked do you want to go on a oshen tour I said no because I am scared of sharkes and other animals. I sall a fish eating thay were eating coral. I am hungry I said to my mom she said to dad let's find our way our of her on to sand to get a hot dog of some sort. So when we found are way out now wee need to do is gind a hot dog stand and when we looked up we soll a hot dog and ice cream shop and so we ate there. I got a hot dog with a toy and for disert we hade coclet ice creem it was relly good my dad could not have any because it macks his stumic not feel good and then me hade to go home.

the end

Pink Eye or Just Tired?

'Tis the season.

The entire week of Thanksgiving our family went away and spent some time in Mexico, the Riviera Maya area south of Cancun. It was nice and relaxing and much fun for the children. There were so many things for them to do and so little time.

So, after our return home the children returned to school and we, my husband and I, returned to our work-a-day world. On the second morning of school I woke Max and when he opened his eyes they appeared to be a little red, one more than the other. I asked him if he was tired because of the activity the week before, I think we all were. He said, "Yes." I thought not another thing about it until the next morning when I woke him and his eyes were a little more red. I asked him if his eyes were itchy and he said, "No." And off he went to school.

The third morning his eyes were very red and I gave some thought to Pink Eye but Max said his eyes were not itchy or seeping so off to school for him. About noon, I received a call from my husband that the school nurse called, Pink Eye. So, my husband whisked Max off to the doctor and Pink Eye was confirmed. I had no idea that you could have Pink Eye without any other symptoms. Who knew?

Well, as expected he pulled through with flying colors after five days of eye drops four times per day. Oh, and an email from a mom of a child in his class apologizing if her daughter infected anyone with Pink Eye. Luckily Sissy escaped without it, which is amazing given how much they are in contact.

C'est la vie.

Wordless Wednesday

More To Come

So, I have to apologize for my extended absence. We left the country for Thanksgiving week, more to come on that later, and I am just trying to catch up with life, work, Christmas, and, oh, yes, blogging!

I will be back on a regular schedule next week.

Happy Holidays!