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What a day. What a week. This one wiped me out. So much work. So little sleep. My brain is like goo. I had all these great intentions of getting other things done this week. My poor little love bug is all sniffly and under the weather. There are two new kids at the daycare. Carriers, the both of them. I’m certain of it. It’s okay, I guess. Some exposure is good for building a strong immune system. And his is fairly strong. He doesn’t like sweets, so I have to be very creative in attempting to dose him with infant decongestant. He hasn’t been sleeping very well, either. Poor little guy. He’s normally such a happy boy. It’s hard to see him hurting. Those tears are so heartbreaking.
What a face. He has so many new expressions, and they are so funny! He’s trying to be a tough guy. But I know better. He’s a love.

Weekend plan: get some SLEEP!

Friday show and tell – Blackbird has asked to see decorations.
Alas, there is not an abundance of holiday spirit at Chez Squished this year. We do have a wreath on the front door. One of my coworker’s sons was selling these to raise money for his school’s band. I think they take a trip every year for a competition. Or something like that. He’s very good. (The son. He plays trombone.) The wreath was somewhat on the ho-hum drab side, so I stuck an assortment of colorful things in it to spruce it up.
We also have a cute little Charlie Brown tree just outside the front door, so a few baubles dangle from its limbs.

Just inside the door is a post with a nice vanilla candle. Not nearly as nice as Babelbabe’s, though. Those are downright fabulous. Some crackled glass ornaments hang from this. They are too heavy for the tree. They’re a deep amber color. Gorgeous up close.

Inside, the tree is jam-packed with all sorts of colorful things. I’m partial to the butterflies, and this green sequined star.
This fairly well sums it up though. The sentiments of the season, that is.