There Must Be An Epidemic...

I got a phone call yesterday morning from Cade's mama. She told me that Cade had been sick overnight with a fever. She asked if I would pick up some Children's Tylenol and some Children's Motrin when I went into town. I assured her that I would.



I didn't think very much about it when I went to the first dollar store and there weren't any liquid children's medications on the shelves. I just thought they hadn't had a chance to restock the shelves.



However, by the time I got to the fourth store, and found the same empty shelves, I was sure our little town must be in the midst of a major epidemic of sick babies and children! I finally found a bottle of Children's Ibuprofen and bought it.



I took the medicine to Cade's mama and told her "Wow, something serious must be going around among the children in our town!" She then explained the recall for Children's Tylenol, and Motrin. I'd completely forgotten about it. Whew...what a relief! I was getting ready to take the grandkids and flee...

Pardon My Absence...I'm Having Summer Fun

If you have missing my blog posts...there is a reason for that! It's called summertime. The weather is nice, the grandkids are around, and I have other things to do besides sitting indoors on the computer. Please forgive my absence occasionally...I'm having some summer fun!

He Got Into Trouble...She Cried

These two cousins have become pretty close lately. They really seem to enjoy their time spent together. Just this past weekend, an interesting incident happened while our family was visiting together.

The entire family had gathered at my house to eat supper and work on our plans for a family vacation. It was getting near the end of our evening together.

Both children played together, and Cade had actively explored every nook and cranny in my house. Eventually, Cade became fixated on an end table that has a pull-out shelf for drinks. He began pulling the shelf in and out, over and over--each time more forcefully than the time before. He was warned to stop... but he didn't.

At first, I walked over grabbed his hand, popped it, and told him "No". He went back to try it again...then Cade's daddy got up and swatted him on the bottom with the palm of his hand. That got Cade's attention!

That pop also got Madison's attention, too. She began to cry because Cade got a spanking! She actually cried more than he did! I don't ever recall seeing one child cry because the other one got into trouble... Children never cease to amaze me...

***Yes, I realize there are probably some people who will read this post and gasp! Yes, we do believe in giving a spanking when it's needed, and we make no apologies for it. It's worked for our families for generations-- and we have no delinquents, inmates, or mental patients among us to prove it.