Have I ever told you that I hate November? I do. I always have. It's interesting because October is my favorite month, so it's a bit of a downer to be followed by my least favorite.
I don't like the bare trees. I don't like waiting for the holidays. I don't like the money woes that come with waiting for the holidays. But mostly? Mostly I hate that every November is our sickest month. Without fail for the past few years the girls get sick. This year? It was 2:00 am on November 1st that Iris woke up with a fever. That girl doesn't waste any time! We've pretty much spent the whole week so far under fevers. Iris's went away by Sunday morning, but Eloise's, whose appeared Monday night, is still hanging around. Grrr.