We've been lying low this weekend. I finished my practice boards on Thursday, and I am enjoying not studying! William had an allergic reaction to something (pollen, antibiotics?) on Wednesday night/Thursday morning and woke up Thursday morning with his left eye swollen shut. So, before my test we made a trip to the pediatrician. The bottom left picture is him before we left for the doctor- he decided to wear his hood up which added to his already pitiful look. He charmed the ladies at the pharmacy by saying "This is the phaaaaarmacy" (lots of southern twang there). Then they asked him what his name was and he said, "Wilma Badrow Jones, the foeth (William Woodrow Jones, the fourth). He still calls himself Wilma...HJ tried to teach him to say William, but I'm glad he hasn't figured it out quite yet. Hazel is growing, growing...William fed her some of her cereal when I stepped out of the room a few days ago (top right pic)- that ended in quite a mess. In other very unexciting news for you readers, but fun for me, we got some new red chairs from IKEA. As William would say, I lub it.
