It's Lundi Gras today and we haven't done a single thing for Carnival this year. It's Cheeks's first Mardi Gras and I had big plans for him, but then we were knocked on our butts by the sick germs! The boys rarely ever get sick, so when they do, we are truly thrown off. This has been going on for almost a week and I am only now beginning to see the light at the end of this runny-nose tunnel.
Al's mom called yesterday and said she wanted to come over, cold germs or no cold germs. No problem. With her, Santie brought the only little bit of Mardi Gras we actually have seen: purple, green, & gold streamers! Oh yes...
Let the good times roll!
Tomorrow is Mardi Gras and our last chance to do anything more than sit in a pile of curly paper, as grateful as we were for even that. Sick germs or not, I have got to pull us together and hit at least one parade. Poor Cheeks is already sadly underrepresented in photos around here, he can't be behind in learning how to catch throws, as well.