Don't Get Sick at Our House

The past couple of days have been super eventful for us.

On Sunday night, Mimi couldn't catch her breath, so we took her to the InstaCare, where they had her go to the ER as her breathing stats were so low that she most likely had pneumonia and would spend a couple days in the hospital. Of course, at this time, I was having major contractions, so Nate had to take her all alone. But, MIRACLE, her breathing improved dramatically and she came home. Phew. So, what do we do to celebrate? Give her Diet Coke.

Next up, Alice had dental surgery and was therefore "high" on Monday. So what do we do? Take video of course!





I have no words for the creepiness that is the song Alice made up. My only excuse is that she was high. Also, it's pretty awesome that I had eight eyes and a green tongue.

So, don't get sick at our house. Our nurturing skills consist of Diet Coke and videos to be used as blackmail.