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Bad bad bad bad night. Jack is still sick and has some kind of throat thing going on so he woke up at 11:30 squawking like a wounded goose and sounding generally miserable. I stayed up with him until 3am then woke Tomas up to take over and tried to go to bed except that I had violent explosive coughing fits that I couldn't get under control. The last time I noticed the clock it was 4:30. Tomas said Jack was up until around 6:30. He's in bed now but not sleeping very well. I'm not looking forward to both of us having to trek out to get the girls in the 15 degree wind chill at 2:30.

Today Rhiannon is 10. Nine years ago we celebrated her first birthday and she looked like this:



I'll get a picture of her this afternoon for comparison.

Haha, I forgot about this picture. Oh Tomas, always trying to kill our children with your daredevil antics.

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( Disney World trip babble cut for the uninterested )