One thing we all know (at least us moms) is that a mother is a woman who wears many hats. Today I wore quite a few. I was a chef, a maid, and a chauffeur, three hats I wear every day. But then I got to play nurse because my darling Jason, who can't seem to catch a break in the health department lately, has had nasty red spots popping up all over his face since Monday. At Jared's insistence, I took Jason to the doctor today. Glad I did, because it wasn't simply a spider with a crush that's been attacking my Jason. He has impetigo, which apparently is like a strep or staph infection. It is contagious, but not terribly, as long as you keep your hands clean. The doctor gave us some antibiotics and we were on our way home. The next hat I put on was that of a construction worker, as I headed outside to build the garden boxes Jared promised to do ages ago. Got 'em done. Nine of them. I am the Queen. In the midst of all this, I got to wear an unexpected hat for a few moments. That of animal control. Jason emerged from the house announcing that a bird had just flown in through the back door. Seriously. So I went inside, and sure enough, there was a bird beating itself silly trying to fly out my kitchen window. I pulled out a dish towel, climbed up onto the counter, and after a few tries, was able to toss the towel on top of the bird. Then I was able to pick him up, carry him outside, and let him fly away. I made sure the door was closed as I headed back out to finish my garden boxes. As if that wasn't enough to wear me out, I pulled out the gardener's hat next. I filled one of my boxes, the biggest, destined to house carrots, beets, and radishes. Now it just has to settle a few days and I can plant my seeds and seedlings. After all that, I still managed to make a Home Depot run for more garden soil, make dinner, pick up some iris plants from the Morgan's, and get grocery shopping done. Wow. No wonder I'm so tired. Night, all!
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