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Once again I've neglected the good old blog.  This time though, it wasn't out of sheer laziness.  It was because our house has turned into a NIGHTMARE HOUSE OF GERMS from which there is no escape!  Both LP and I have been sick on and off since last week.  He started out last Tuesday by throwing up at day care just minutes after I dropped him off.  He recovered in 24 hours and then got a nasty cold and slight fever on Friday.  Saturday his temperature went up even higher and mine joined it.  By Sunday I was pretty much comatose on the couch and while LP was back to playing and running around like his usual self he still had a slight temperature and wasn't eating much.  Yesterday he and I both stayed home and today he's finally back at day care but I'm still home recovering- my flu turned into a nasty cough.  Ugh.  I have no idea how Paul has managed to avoid getting sick but knock on wood that he stays healthy!

The good news in all of this is that I've had plenty of time to sit around and edit some photos I took last week in between sniffles and sneezes.  I'm working on some new editing techniques using my new Lightroom software that Paul got me for Christmas and I think some of these turned out pretty well....  I've also started really culling my photos, going through all my old ones and deleting anything bad and immediately deleting any that aren't great when I take new ones.  I think I took about 50 photos of LP playing in his room and ended up keeping 18 of them.













And now the couch is calling my name for a quick nap before it's time for the whole dinner/play/bath/bedtime routine!


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